All the men who died in jungle ambushes in Vietnam? There had to be more rational ways to do this.No, Cassandra couldn’t possibly be in such bad sha...e as they said. If they were, they’d fix the problem. This sounded more like a status symbol thing to me, a sort of one-upmanship contest or game show where the winners gained rewards far beyond the actual value of their work, like our professional sports figures. Was hitting a little white ball really worth all the prize money that the. I could hear her sigh and finally I could see she was happy although her head was dangerously close to my erect penis, I didn’t give it another thought and closed my eyes, at least she didn’t shuffle.I was just dozing off when I felt this warm sensation on the tip of my erect cock which took me by surprise but I didn’t want to cause another shuffle so accepted it as an accident however her head moved slightly and somehow I felt her lips wrap around the head of my cock and it was like a vacuum. ” Her lips locked down on my nipple as her hand reached for my other nipple, working them both, pulling and tugging them, sucking on them almost to the point of pain, then lightly flicking the swollen nubs with the tip of her tongue. As she expertly worked over my nipples with her mouth, her other hand slowly wandered south towards my half hard cock. She delicately touched my thighs, tracing around my balls with smooth strokes of her hands. I could feel the warmth of her touch as she. ‘You look hot! Relax. Breathe. This isn’t your first date with him.’ Although Keri was right, this is her first time dolling up for him. In the past, dressing up for her own work parties didn’t feel as nerve racking. Tonight, she was someone’s ‘plus one’. Her phone vibrated with a text message from Emmett stating he was downstairs. She let him know she was on her way out. Grabbing her purse, she gave one last look to her best friend, ‘Wish me luck.’ *** The sun was setting as Jaz walked out.