Mike wondered how long he would last in that position.“I know that and you know that, but the President doesn’t know that. I’m pretty sure that ...he Secretary of Defense won’t tell him,” Dale said with a wink. Grinning, he said, “I’ll let you know when everything is arranged.”Four hours later the President sat in the briefing room watching the film made of the rail gun in use. When it was over, Mike said, “We have an intelligence report that ten of them were built here in this country.”“So on. With her lips locked firmly around John's cock head, Karen pulled on the dick with long, hard strokes. The cum was squirting out of the dick and into her mouth with powerful gushes. After several gushes, she kept jerking at the dick to pull the final drops of cum out. When she was sure she had sucked out every drop that she could, Karen sucked the head as she pulled it out of her mouth. She looked up at John with a coy and sinful smile. Drips of liquid were teasing from her lips. John's cum. ”I liked that he explained that to me. I don’t like being tied down. I would rather be left alone so I can do it all on my own. Mistress likes it better that way too, because if I fuck up she can punish me. Anyway, I climbed up on the table, which he called a bed. I guess it was more like a bed, because it was comfortable once I was on it. I probably could have gone too slept there.Once I was on the bed and on my back, he had me spread my legs wide so he would have easy access and then one at a. Iguess I must have been old-fashioned. I always thought you met the rightgirl, married her, and settled down. Another reason I got pushed around was that I am a Sioux Indian. I havealways been proud of my heritage, and have always kept my beautifulblack hair long, down to my shoulder blades. Over the years people havealways mistaken me for either a guitar player or a girl.To get away from my crappy childhood, I went to college in the east, toState University where I lived in the dorms with.