"Art paced for a couple more minutes, and then turned to his friends again. "Look, I'm going to get out of here before I say something I'll regret. I'...ll keep Daniels off you this morning, but I'm sure he's going to want to talk to you before the day's over. Pull yourselves together and I'll talk to you later."As Art turned to leave, Al said, "Thanks, Art."Slavens didn't answer, but walked purposefully out the door.When Lt. Slavens had gone, Al immediately called Linda. She answered on the first. ??Are we talking FCE, the bit that everyone sees – or Special Products???Oh ? well, both of them really. FCE was the most difficult. Special Products was the most exciting. Retiring? — that makes me think I am getting old. I don’t want to get old. Not just yet. Anyway, we can’t dispose of FCE without a lot of careful thought. And, Ellie, we can’t walk out of the Special Products Division ‘just like that.’ We are going to have to put it to bed very carefully so it does not wake up and bite. I can’t describe how it felt. In my mind I knew it was entirely wrong but it was weirdly wonderful. I soon had it all in my mouth and down my throat. Buster was whining as I sucked and I began to feel squirts of hot cum on my tongue. But unlike me when I cum, a few shots and it’s over, Buster would shoot quite a little bit, stop and then in a minute or so, start shooting again. I decided to keep him in my mouth until he decided he was thru. So there I was, on my knees, one hand on the ground. Kirby was now harder than he'd been in years, but it was mostly due to how long he'd been erect. He'd been sitting there for nearly twenty minutes and now he absently fished his dong out the leg hole of his baggy house-shorts and held it against his hairy thigh. It felt good like that. It was so completely swollen that it was tender and delicate to the touch; like velvet. He squeezed it with his fingers and felt a dewdrop leak off the tip. He turned to see the drop ooze down onto the flesh of.