” John was fucking me like a wild man. Grabbing my hips and thrusting his cock in and out of my asshole. I didn’t even hear when David came insi...e Michelle’s ass. I was squeezing her hand hard as I got fucked harder and harder. Finally John grunted loud and filled my ass with his seed. We were told to stay in the position while the guys cleaned up and got some beers. Tony brought in a towel and told me clean Michelle’s ass. I got behind her and wiped all the cum dripping out of her. . You should take a moment to decide if you want to sell your possessions to me. I’ll use the time thinking about how much nicer your temple will look burnt to a smoking ruin,” Athea replied coldly smiling.“That’s not fair; you’re always scolding daddy when he makes a mess,” Menja sternly noted, but her eyes were shining brightly.“That’s just to temper his enthusiasm. There can be too much of a good thing, but he should know I love it,” Athea replied grinning at Menja.“You’re not invincible,. This afternoon’s session had turned into a joint session that was not on any schedule I had seen.The guests were the Director of National Intelligence Agency Art Cummings and Director Frank Love of the CIA; my partner in many crimes - where that thought came from I had no idea. Marty Coeburn, FBI and Eric from DHS also walked in. The last person was the Assistant Secretary of State Steven Crowley whose appointment was approved while I was in Kampala; he was the number 2 man in the state. My eyes however roamed the room to catch a glance of Maggie, a bit too obviously as my wife dug me in the ribs a few times!Our visit to the University went very smoothly, and most of us adjourned to the pub at 6 for a well earned drink. By then, I think we split into two camps – those who were besotted with Maggie, and those who appeared immune to her charms. I went right against my real feelings and joined this latter camp, and one of my people took her back to her hotel, and that I thought.