"The President demanded answers and expects me to get them for him, so I've called out the big guns to drill down from the top and find those responsi...le for leaking the information that almost you three killed."What we found disturbed us very much, and we went after everyone involved with the full resources of the US Government, including the IRS, DOJ, DHS, FBI, CIA – incredibly enough – and the Federal Courts. His wishes were clear – for the good of the country, find those responsible, and. I want to be in bed where no one will bother me.But in front of that fear and panic, stronger and louder, is my hunger. I can smell Becky. She’s wet. It must be the presence of her Reyna. And I want to taste her. No, this is stronger than a want; I need to taste her. The hunger guides me as I separate Becky’s legs by gently spreading pulling them apart. Becky doesn’t acknowledge the change; her body offers no resistance. I splay her legs as wide as her skirt will allow. The hunger appreciates. Don’t let me down will you.” My cock was now ready to burst from my pants. I was so hard, I ached for release. I knew that would only happen when either Emily left or I satisfied her crazy, schoolgirl desires. “If it makes any difference, I’ll ride you, if you like,” she said. “So it’s like I’m taking the initiative.” I looked up at her from my seated position, as she bent slightly, putting her hands up her skirt. This was followed by her wriggling out of her knickers and I watched helplessly,. You said your cock needed a proper greeting." You smiled and leaned back, unzipped your pants and pulled your cockfree. "He's all your's and he's waiting for a kiss," you rumbled. I instinctively licked my lips as I knelt between your legs. I reachedout a hand and carressed your warm shaft before leaning over to kiss the head. You moaned and pulled my hair back as I wrapped my lips around the tip. "That's right. You are such a little slut. I probably could havefucked you right in the airport.