.." She whispers, then licks her lips. "Sir...?" What?" Please let me come."I just laugh, and walk away to find something else.She's moaning when I st...and in front of her, twisting her legs together asshe tries to get some friction on her clit. A finger under her chin makesher look at me. And stop. "Arch your back, whore." She does. I have atrolley at my side, the sort they use in hospitals, on wheels. The needlesare very shiny. "Do you like to be hurt?" No, sir." Don't lie!" I slap her breasts. I gritted my teeth and closed my eyes tight as a mix of pain and pleasure sensations tingled up my body. Sensing my body relax a bit, Enzo pushed deeper inside of me. I shouted out a few, loud obscenities! Enzo grabbed my hair and pulled. My back arched as my breasts peeled off the table. Having been pressing into the table, they were wet and I could feel drops of female ejaculate trickle down my nipples. Tina held my arms down strongly. I was tired and bound, but I could feel my insides. ‘The cream of alphabet soup’ is what they are calling it. Most of the really effective people from NSA, NSC, CIA, and you-name-it in the American community, plus analysts from both allied and former enemy shops in Britain, Russia, Israel, France, Poland, yadda, yadda, yadda.”“But some of us at NavInt feel that a small shop of independent minds can provide a good reality check on the big brains’ conclusions. We are grooming heterodoxy in our skunk works. Most of our intel focus is strategizing. I reached down into my dry bag and pulled out my phone. I snapped a few pictures of her as she lay there in the sunshine. My favorite was when she rose up on her elbows and gave me a smirk of a smile. I could stare at her body all day long. Now, with her permission, I’d be allowed to. ‘So I guess you like the view, huh?’ she said softly. ‘Who wouldn’t?’ I replied. ‘There’s a 3/4 naked woman on the bow of my boat!’ ‘3/4 naked, huh?’ she said softly, teasing me. ‘I guess if I pulled this.