That meant really bad news."Mr. Vice President," the FBI Director opened the meeting. "Thank you for coming immediately. I have some very troubling ne...s..." He consulted his briefing folder and hesitated. Ken and Hawk sat up straighter, and I noticed Steve tensing up. Something was definitely off the rails here."Mr. Vice President," he began this time with some trepidation. "We suspect, based on soft evidence, that an al Qaeda sleeper cell has been activated and is prepared to attack you before. While I try to get you hard again, would you like to taste my pussy?"He said yes, so I had him remove his pants and underwear, and I pulled off my skirt. We shifted into a sixty-nine position with me on top, and as my lips and tongue worked on getting his cock hard again, he started eating my pussy like a starving man who'd just been given a filet mignon. He was gobbling my entire pussy into his mouth and shoving his tongue into me about as far as anyone ever had. And boy, was he ever loud,. It was my turn to make little fuck noises and he grunted, too. My eyes were closed, I held tight to the sides of the table, lifting on each thrust, waiting for my dream ride.I felt the donkey’s cock at my throat…he was milking me…a few more strokes and I was riding into the dark on that powerful thrusting cock…I was breathless and in ecstasy and delirious and abandoned myself to his thrusting and came and came again…that donkey got tense and earnest and desperate to finish and I wanted him to. I put my hand on her back and pushing her back down. She complied without saying anything. I put my other hand between her thighs and ran it slowly up. Her thighs are steaming hot. The thighs feel so smooth and soft. She gasped, but still didn't say anything. As my hand traveled further up her thighs, pushing her skirt up higher. She froze. " Open your legs," I commanded. She widened her stance and put both palms flat on the desk. Still quiet, she starts breathing harder. I took my hand off her.