After gagging it for a couple minutes, he pulls me back up with my hair. He turns me so I’m facing away from him. He brushes his cheek against mine ...and kisses my neck more while sliding his delicious member into my tight pussy from behind me. He thrusts himself inside me slower this time, more passionately. He leans in close and whispers in my ear, “Why don’t we take this back to my house, where it’s more comfortable. I want to lick you until you squirt!”. With that, he zips his pants and walks. We'd just intended to sleep off base, get a hotel room, try to relax, but ... something happened. Comfort, more, I don't even know. Magic ... He made me feel safe for the first time since the bombing. I slept ... when you haven't slept for a week, that means the world." And when I woke up beside him, my first reaction wasn't to grab my gun, to panic. It was to snuggle down under the blankets and go back to sleep. It wasn't about ... you know ... the physical. Mom, it was about healing, reaching. Living off royalties while going to school is quite impressive.”“So is being the youngest ever self-made millionaire. Trust me. The respect is mutual.”“I’m glad to hear it. I must say I admire your choice to learn more about what the customers need before delving into any big projects. But, I think it is time to bring you in out of the cold.”“I appreciate it. So, what is this job offer I am hearing about?”“I reorganized my companies because things were getting too complicated. They are now. "Please Ken! I need you!" Becky moaned as her body begged for sex!Ken pulled money out to pay the tab and for generous tip. He then took Becky's hand and left the bar. On the way he stopped by the front desk and asked that a bellhop bring Becky's bag to the room. Becky thought it rather extravagant when it was just a small bag."Yes sir we will have it brought to the room for you." The front desk clerk said.Ken walked with Becky to the elevator and when the doors closed he said; "suck my.