Harder, then lightly nipping. Elle was crying out now. Her moans of pleasure could not be silenced. Alex answered her cries with his fingers, filling...her hole. She bucked against his hand, as his mouth returned to her clit. Alex momentarily stopped. Taking a moment to stare at Elle. Her breathing was labored. He smiled again at her, loving how her arms were taunt, straining against her restraints. He positioned himself between her thighs. Slowly, rubbing his cock against her clit. Elle gasped. There was always someone from the administration at the security desk.The first coffee pot had just signaled it was finished and the men were going over yesterday’s finds in the pictures of the dead. They were running Interpol searches and anything else they could think of when the President called that he could meet.I carried Bob’s prospective bid with me; it was one of the topics I wanted to discuss. He and I went through it page by page. We were sitting on the Presidential couch at a coffee. More

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