He was at that moment fighting with the French and British about the American role in the war, and he needed all the help he could muster. As expected..., they saw American troops as trench fodder to shore up their flagging resources. On the other hand, Pershing — with the backing of the president — was adamant about keeping American troops together and intact. We were willing to enter the breech wherever needed, but Pershing, stubborn Missourian that he was, didn’t budge on the issue of keeping. He freezes. He moves his lips as if he is about to say something. He turns his head and points towards the stairs. I sniffle a little and shake my head. “Here… In the bed” I say quietly. I see him gulp a little bit. He removes his hand from my knee. He slides down the bed a little and rests his head on the pillow. He lies on his back looking at me. I look down at him. I also slide down the bed resting my head close to his. I lie on my side looking at him, he looks back at me. “Thanks” I say to. "Come, my slut," I grunted, continuing to buck up to meet her."God, yes, Evan, I love your cock so fuckiiiing much," she declared loudly."And I love having my own personal fuck toy," I declared back."Oh yes, make me your slutttttt," she moaned loudly, her breathing getting erratic.Wanting to fuck her to orgasm, I used my strength to grab her, flip her over like a rag doll, and grab her ankles. With her legs high up in the air I slammed back into her cunt."Oh fuuuuuuuck," she screamed, as I. "You are going to fuck me, Duncan. You know that you want to. Move over, Carol," said Brenda as Duncan stepped back and his now only semi-erect cock swung free."Brenda, look don't tell..." said Carol as she spoke for the first time since Brenda had made her presence known."Relax Carol, I just want some of this cock, " said Brenda as she stroked Duncan back to full erection."I think we need this desk now, " said Brenda pushing a dazed Carol out of the way and bending over Duncan's desk.