"I love getting fucked in my ass, but he sort of just jams his dick in me too hard at first, so with him, I need to be a little drunk. Wanna hear anot...er secret?" “Of course I want to hear another secret. Tell me more!” I said, trying to sound calm and collected. “You remember my maid of honor at my wedding, Charlotte?” I nodded. Charlotte was hot. “I’ve licked her pussy. Every girls night out, we end up fucking.” she said with deadpan humor. Then she proceeded to tell me all sorts of. He picked me up, and i wrapped my legs around his waist. He looked at me, i nodded slightly to tell him i was ready and he thrust in. I gasped. It hurt. It was very different from his fingers. He pulled out and then went in one more time. Do you want me to stop? He asked. I shook my head no, keep going. I said. He did as he was told, and soon the pain went away. He started thrusting harder once he saw that i was okay. I was still holding onto him with my legs wrapped around his waist. I bucked. Then he brushed past, heading for the door.Carson wheeled around. “What should I do in the meantime?”Mr. Armisen shrugged. “Whatever you want. Stay here. Walk around. I’ll leave you my card.”He set it down on a counter. “In case you wanna spruce up.”Then he shut the door behind him.Carson’s rubbed his butt, the sting of Armisen’s palm still fresh, and looked around the suite. There was the master bedroom--the walls charcoal grey and lined with mirrors, the bedsheets black. He made his way. I’m pretty sure it was just the fact that you have Russian friends and that the FBI talked to you about the Walker case.”I sighed, “That’s going to follow me around forever. I am SO glad I didn’t go into the Navy or government service. When do you start?”“January 5th. I’ll still be working for the think tank in Boston until the end of the year.”“Cool. So you and Josh managed an extra six months! I’m guessing that he’ll apply for something in DC?”“Yes. He’s talked to several Beltway Bandit.