No one complained.Not the UN.Not the Russians.Not Red China.No one.When Hawk Dryden declared the exercise over, he did so saying, "Well, Mr. President..., you kicked some serious Iranian ass tonight."I looked at the clock, realized it was three-twenty-four A.M., and shivered. Something good happened at three-twenty-four.We broke up, and Rick, Jack, and I headed home to bed. Benjamin met me at the door and accompanied me to my office, where I quickly read through the contents of my in-box and. She directed the spray at his crotch.The frigid water hit him like a bolt of electricity. "Hey, what do youthink you're doing?" He quasi-protested."You tell me," she said, nibbling on his neck. "I just wanted to makesure you were getting all the nasty sand off." Thank you for your concern," he said, turning to face her. He took thesoap in his hand soaped her chest. "It's only fair that I do the same."With one hand on his faux breast and one cradling his testicles. Shemassaged his developing. I turn in my chair, grab each side of your face and pull you to me. I kiss you and my body relaxes and you're all mine. I am so happy to have you but already sad that soon you will have to leave.I bite my lip as I look at you. I kiss you again and bite yours. I grab you by the hand and lead you to the elevator. I can't help myself, as we wait for the door to open, I jump on you and wrap my legs around your waist. You hold my ass as I press myself into you. I smile. You smile back."It's nice to. . yes, that’s good.’ Mrs. Bentley had taken one step closer to the desk and bent over it on her forearms, then shuffled her feet apart. I lifted up the sheer nightgown and exposed her bottom and began to play with her pucker using my fingers. I found her very tight and didn’t want to hurt her. I resigned myself to being patient, but could not refrain from asking if she had ever had a prick there before. ‘Oh, yes, I have, twice, actually. The first was when I was a wee thing and he had nothing.