Anyone who saw me knew I was armed, Betty not so much.We took a table in the far corner. Tisha brought coffee to the table with her order pad. “I’...l have a sausage biscuit,” I said.“You will if we got any thing left. We officially stopped serving breakfast fifteen minutes ago. How about you Miss Booth,” she said with a smile.“Just a plain egg sandwich on a biscuit or a hamburger bun,” Betty said.“I can for sure do that,” she said smiling at Betty.“Now I done seen everything.” I said in a fake. She was so turned on and adding to the mess with her own pussy goo. That final step when fisting, of adding my thumb and then ever so slowly slipping my whole hand into her open cunt is such a turn-on for us both. I was up to my wrist inside her and doing all the moves she loves ... rotating my hand, pushing against the back wall of her vagina and ever so gently playing with the soft ring of her cervix. It drives her potty with lust and the other two were mesmerised by the sight as they. I don’t know if you are aware of this fact but we have been keeping ourselves away from the matters of the Four Rings for centuries now!”Eirini gained a contemplative look at that statement. He looked around the chamber, probably trying to determine the validity of Nova’s statements, before nodding to himself, seemingly having arrived at a decision.“If what you say is true, councilman, then I am afraid that a lot of things have changed in the Four Rings over the past few centuries. And not all. And so we drove along in the back of the Limousine, touching, caressing, kissing and sipping wine. You own hands were no less busy than mine, lightly brushing across the bulge in my pants, teasing me as I was teasing you. I thought silently to myself that I hope I don't develop a wet spot in the front of my slacks from your gently arousing caresses because I could already feel the wetness rubbing against my belly as it seeped from the head of my shaft.We pulled up in front of the Kennedy Center.