Alan felt an irritating tickle as a long drip of sweat began to form along his neck."I'm trying to honor those who have sacrificed—" You're not hono...ring them by mispronouncing their names," someone else shouted. "We already know who each of them are. We have their ranks, branch of service and IDs, not to mention their death photos. Give us something we can use."Alan took a moment to consider the room. They were seriously out of control and it was clear that if they were willing to interrupt. As fights go, it was only remarkable because Mike had to punch Shannon in order to get her off of him. She had wrestled him to the ground and they both were unable to get dominance as far as position went. After a minute of fairly even wrestling, some of the bystanders started taunting Mike about his not being able to even beat a girl. Frustrated and embarrassed, Mike lashed out with his fist and punched Shannon in the mouth. Everyone who witnessed it seemed to give a collective gasp, all at. Something in the back of my mind demanded the release from my bonds, even though they had become an erotic element in my mind. Once I was free, she helped me out of my clothes before stripping herself. And as she lowered herself onto my prick, I suddenly understood who she was. Her breasts were larger than her daughter's, but other than her face, that was the only major difference in appearance between her and Penny. Her pussy was no where near as tight, but at that time, everything about her. Won’t you come into my office?’ Mark followed, having no idea of why he was here. ‘Mr. Morgan…’ ‘Please call me Mark. Mister makes me feel even older than I am.’ ‘But you’re only forty-seven if I’m correct.’ ‘Yes, but I still feel like a k**.’ Mr. Sesson laughed. ‘I know just how you feel. I’m forty-nine, but still feel twenty-five inside. And won’t you please call me Eric?’ Mark nodded, and when Eric unbuttoned his jacket Mark couldn’t help but notice that the elegant lawyer was extremely fit..