They were talking about how to protect the handful of analysts of foreign origin that remained within the Intelligence Agencies.Although Mike’s conv...rsation with Sanjay had triggered his interest in the topic, the real reason it was brought to the table was that another analyst, Amid abd Al-Jabbar, had been killed by a man who had lost his family in a terrorist bombing. Amid’s job had been to wade through e-mail intercepts to identify the ones that were actually coded messages to operatives. He. ." He stroked my back and thengave my naked buttock a playful squeeze."Oooh, is that a promise, master?" I asked. With my free hand, I reacheddown to fondle the magnificent cock that had so recently popped mycherry. "I think it's time you made another deposit in my special bank,don't you?" I think I can arrange that," he answered, "though it may depend on whatinterest I can get ..." Oh, I'm very interested in having this beautiful thing inside me again... and I think it is too!" As I stroked. He seemed to be a good gentleman and hence we decided to meet up. He said he had a car and said he will pick me up from my place. So he came at 7 pm in the evening. He picked me up and we had a small chat in the car itself while he was driving. He told me that his wife and kids were there at his home but there was a friend’s house to which he had the keys. Then he told me that his friend was out of town and we will have the house all to ourselves. Since I was really horny, I was totally OK with. Sandra loved her son's little penis, she loved sucking it, licking it and she adored swallowing what came out of it when he erupted, his special milk, she called it and had tasted it many times."I'm starting to feel funny mummy"Looking up at him, she reached a hand between his legs and prodded a finger gently at the tiny puckered hole of his anus, Timmy sighed and wiggled his bottom as he came sending jet after jet of his little boy cum into Sandra's greedy mouth, before sinking back down into.