“What do you mean?” Wetzel replied, wide eyed and scared. “Well, I’m sittin’ here talking to you and you’re acting like you’re a thousan...d miles away!” I said, more angry than before. Wetzel’s face and neck were turning red, he started getting nervous then, he laid his hand on my knee because he knew how to calm me down when I was mad at someone else----he knew that when I was mad all he had to do was touch me and look at me with that good looking face with that worried look and I’d calm right. He had also not given the full story to the government either, he was bound by an agreement made many years ago to share any critical information with it as soon as possible.According to the government critical meant anything they might think important to the safety of its citizenry, of which they insisted the colonists were.This was something that Kirkwood had fought against in vain for twenty plus years, he felt they were just like the early American colonists. They should be free of the. There was a square wooden frame that went post to post on top of the poster bed, and it didn’t take long to recognize that the frame was holding up a large mirror over the bed. She took charge as easily as I wanted, instructing me to undress and sit in the chair. She helped with my pants as I took off my shirt. When I sat in the chair naked, she began to undress, not stripping to tease me as much as she was to just be showing off her beautiful body. Her breasts were full and sat up high with. My mind and body were filled with an incredible sensation. His cock had grazed my lips and tongue. My own cock was engorged with new blood. He continued to fuck her.Again, he slipped out. This time his shaft entered my mouth. Without hesitation, I wrapped my lips around it as if this had been planned all along. I leaned forward and let him fuck my mouth.Susie said, "what's going on back there?"She could feel him still thrusting but not inside her body. She quickly climbed off me and turned.