S. had finally lost all sense of reasonably civilized behavior. When he judged that more than four of his brain cells were working, he waved his hand ...or the phone headset, answering with, "Yes?" Hold for The President, Sir," came back down the line followed by a few electronic clicks."Mr. Prime Minister, my deepest apologies for waking you at this hour, but the information we have just come into seemed time sensitive enough to justify this call." Mr. President, if you have information. Using her knees, she pushes up before sliding over him again. Her skin is on fire, heat radiating from her abdomen to the very tips of her fingers and toes. When he arcs upward, bracing his elbows against the arms of the chair, her world implodes as he hits her sweet spot.Sam's mouth latches greedily over Jessica's, barely swallowing her moan. He feels her body clamping around his - feels the rush of fluid when he hits her just right - and bites his cheek, his jaw straining as he works her up. Or the stupid Americans thought so. All were gearing up for something called the Superbowl between the Kansas City Chiefs and Washington Redskins to be played in California the following weekend. She didn't know anything about American football and hated it even more.She stood under the stinging scalding liquid allowing the water to soak into her skin before shampooing her hair. She thought of Rhonda Dahl. 'Has it been over a year?' she thought pouring a generous portion of Pantene into her. "She has been with me for a few years now. Is it ok if we ride you girl?" Vesp responded with a squeal of delight. "No, I can't." I was not riding on that. No way."What? We don't have time to deal with your pussy ass." "What?!" I've never heard her talk like that!"Upsy daisy!" She lifted me up like a bag of Cheetos. She wasn't that strong either. I laid on the back end of Vesp. "Here's the location Vesp." Korra's blue eyes turned a glowing red, and Vesp's eyes quickly matched. Vesp purred in.