I’m going to take some time out of my morning to fuck your ass. Then we’re going to leave for school and get breakfast on the way. Before we get t...ere though I’ve got a place I’m going to pull over so you can suck my dick.” He told her, walking around to stand behind her as he spoke. He reached down and placed his left hand on the back of her hair, stroking her head gently as she knelt there. Then he pushed her head forward, lowering her onto all fours. Kneeling behind her he reached around and. I felt a harder lump and I knew my prick was resting up against her cervix. I began to pulse my cock with more meaning at this hard ridge, the most inner part of her intimate being. I could imagine my clear fluid smearing and sliding over it, joining her own fulsome emissions as our sexes coated one another. I lowered my head and gently kissed her mouth. This seemed to momentarily surprise her but then she responded eagerly. Our chests were stuck together with a slick of heat and sweat and as I. I can't wait... But tell the maids not to gossip and tellanybody else... I'll be so shamed if people think I'm a real mentalpatient there who has been declared cuckoo by the court. But don't tell'em I'm a spy either, not yet anyways until I'm embedded there for awhile, 'cause that might accidentally blow my cover! Okay?" Yes, yes, Lindi! Perfect! It's perfect... What a perfect plan you'vedevised! I've already bought the maids' silence. I've already paid themextra to keep silent, not say a. My special forces training was very much oriented to a surgical strike inflicting maximal damage on the enemy and escaping or collecting intelligence for the army to attack once we left. One of the images that remains with me after the war is of an attack on a village by us to kill an important enemy commander. The information we had been provided was false and I can still see the faces of the children I killed. This is what makes it difficult for me to be as ruthless as I need to be. I am.