Coming down off a high, I begin to catch my breath, feeling him start to push deeper into my ass. Just as my eyes slide close from the pressure of the...pleasure, he slams into me, balls deep. Thrusting hard and deep, making me cry out in pure ecstasy. I don’t care how he’s inside of me, or about the pain and humiliation he inflicts, as long as he just doesn’t stop. I only care that I get more. I hear myself begging for him to go harder, but a part of me can’t believe it’s me saying this. I look. I don’t think that he expected that sort of reaction. I started grinding my hips back into his pelvis with each of his long, hard thrusts and all you could hear in the room were bodies slapping and a bunch of loud groaning. After pounding my pussy for nearly the entire 45 minutes of the time limit, he put his hand back around my neck and then he slid out from between my legs. Holding my head down on the couch, he positioned himself over my head. I expected him to put his cock in my mouth and. “Ah, Lieutenant Ramage, your commanding officer said I should be seeing you today.” He said something to his assistant, then indicated to Shaun to follow him into his office.“You will take coffee with me please,” he murmured has they passed into his office.The room was small, cluttered with ledges and bric-a-brac. Ali indicated a chair to Shaun as he fitted his bulk into a leather chair behind his desk.Ali was about fifty, Shaun thought. The start of the war had given him the chance to become. But then, Jay wouldn't know that it hadn't been Oliver. He'd be out to hurt him, anyway, and if he acquired proof of David doing something else... Oliver could be punished. Oliver would be the one who suffered, and faced with this, Frank decided that he'd do anything to stop it from happening. The Martins were right. David had to go. And at the moment, so did Jeremy "Jay" Flaskis."Listen to me, Jay," Frank said, attempting to sound reasonable. "You don't know what you're doing. You've gotta.