"John stretched, winked at me, and confessed, "Wow, I do not know about you, but I had one hell of a time at your party, Jim. We'd love to stay and fu...k all night!"Kathy then spoke up and asked, "I'm getting something to drink, would anyone else like one?"I looked her in the eyes, grinned, and purred, "How's about I help you with those drinks?"I followed her over to the bar as the men carried on their conversation."Hey John, remember me telling you that my wife wants to have another encounter. She gripped the edge of the desk even tighter and bit her lip as I pushed deeper and then started to fuck her. It felt like her pussy was sucking on me. Her hot lips wrapped around my shaft, unwilling to release me when I pulled out and gripping tight when I pushed deeper. After a few minutes, she got up onto her elbows, grunting with each thrust into her soaking wet cunt. Her breath came faster and faster until she suddenly cried out and arched her back. The sudden motion caused me to pop out. Brandon's Mom annoyed seeing her son not eating probably.Mom, "I don't want you to eat granola bars forever you know."Brandon grabs his backpack and goes straight to the door, "sorry mom, I promise you that I will eat something other than a granola bar." Brandon leaves his house as he eats one of his granola bars.As walking Brandon views the tree's and the building seeing if they change from yesterday. Brandon for some reason always had a keen sense of his awareness, he has a 70% chance that he. ”I turned back to the Deputy Director of the Secret Service. “Mister Basham, from now on, you and this fellow Barnhart...”“Barnwell, sir.”I gave him a dour look at the interruption. “Do I look like I care? Barnwell! You and he are joined at the hip. I want you two working so closely on this that you can finish each other’s sentences! If you get an itch, I want him to scratch it! This afternoon I am going over to the Pentagon to see what happened there. Afterwards I want the two of you to see me.