I am sure you will be able to assess their application. Of course as a Council Member Mr Koresh has a preferred status with the Bank, he will be very ...happy to meet with you."Henry wasn't entirely happy. He felt he might be getting out of his depth in political waters. It sounded like his boss didn't want to hear that this loan wasn't a good idea and that, if it did go bad, he'd be the one carrying the can for the bank. Oh well, no change there.Back in his office, Anch was already waiting for. His lips wrapped around my cockhead and he started sucking me up and down. My legs and thighs trembling faster and faster, loving his hot mouth on my dick. After a bit he spread my asscheeks and teased the tip of his tongue on my hole. I felt a strong tingeling sensation all through my body. "Please fuck me" Those words just came out my mouth with a begging tone to it. "Please fuck my ass" I said again lifting my legs and looking right at him. He rolled me over on my stomach and spat on my. Walking into the kitchen, he opened the fridge and took out a pitcher of lemonade. After pouring a glass and handing it to me, he sat down at the table. I took a few sips and set the glass down.“What do we need to talk about exactly?” he asked propping an elbow on the top of the chair and raising an eyebrow. Glaring at him, I took the glass of lemonade and threw it in his face. “You know goddamn well what we need to talk about!” He growled as he lunged at me tipping over his chair. Grabbing my. "Hello there, mademoiselle, do you have a reservation or are you meeting someone this fine evening?" Holy fuck, I don't know this man's name. Shit, what do I do, describe him? "Oh yeah, he's a middle aged rich white guy." Dumbass.As I surveyed the area wondering how I could reply to the host, I locked eyes with my Saint Patron of Penis hanging out a table through a see-through wall of various wines."Ah yes he's right over there, love, thank you!" I replied gleefully."Well, allow me to escort.