Too bad it just jumped up and bit seven-eights of your ass off, huh?' This train of thought was followed by the caboose, 'Better play this one straigh... for the first time in your life, or you're a dead man.'The shuddering just would not quit and Glen knew instinctively, that even the twenty-four year old Bushmils, would not really help. Besides, he would have to pour it and was fairly confident he would spill about three-quarters of it on the floor.FRIDAY 7:30 A. M.NSA Headquarters, Fort Meade,. As I feel Dragon deep throat me, I push her head down even harder and hold it there for 5 seconds. She pulls off my cock, gasping for air. "That's enough for now, I think." I say"Please, sir. I want more." Dragon begs of me."Not yet." I respond firmly. "There will be plenty of time to properly service your master over the next 2 days. Stay right there. Don't move."I get out of the car and go to the passenger side and open the door and extend my hand for my guest. She takes my hand and I. I leaned lower to reveal more of my tits and propped them up with my arm. I pouted my lips as I listened to his stories and gave him fuck-me glances. I didn’t know if he was getting it.Soon after the last call the customers started leaving and finally when the bar was empty he was ready to close. He closed the register and got the lights. Then walked over to me and asked me if I wanted another drink before heading out. I said I was fine but didn’t move. I was sitting up on the barstool fumbling. It was a nice day and didn't take long but it felt like ages.I worried myself, what would Sarah say or do? What should I say? I began to plan a little speech in my head but kept rethinking and rewording it. I knew I had to apologise, she asked me to calm down and I lost it. I overreacted, plain and simple.I knocked on the door to Sarah's house and her mum answered, her hair all over the place. She was getting ready to go to work and smiled when she saw me and beckoned me into the hallway with.