In his estimation, it was the best of both worlds and he was like a shark swimming in a school of tasty fish.Whitehall was playing a game that he coul...n't quite put his finger on but it wreaked more of politics than warfare and hidden agendas that had never seen the light of day.The second day was his busiest.He had dismantled the lower third of the hotel cleverly leaving the detonators visible to those who knew where to look for them. But the detonators by themselves were incapable of bringing. TV news flips over every half hour, so it was either watch reruns of what I'd already seen or find another channel, and I was running out of channels. Ten o'clock came and went, 10:30, and still no sounds from upstairs. But I knew she was still there, or at least her car was out front and I doubted she'd walked away. Finally about quarter before eleven I heard stirring, then the shower ran; she was up.I was too edgy to start my warm-up right away. Belatedly I remembered to go out to the kitchen. ” I giggle and Jack chuckles, nodding as he squeezes my hand, interlocking our fingers as his dark eyes look into mine. “It sounds very sweet, just a little bit cheesy.” We laugh together and he steps forward, touching my cheek. “You’re even more beautiful up close.” “You’ll make me blush with talk like that Jack.” I freeze, nerves getting the better of me. “Let me put these flowers in some water. They really are beautiful.” Deftly, I put the flowers in a vase and give them pride of place in. I pressed downwards pushing my lips against her wet warm pussy. The first sensation was the taste, unique, a taste that even today I find hard to describe, a taste so deliciously erotic, a taste that I had an instant liking for and I knew I had to eat my fill. I pushed my lips firmer against her, my fingers still slowly working in and out of her pussy, I ran my tongue the length of her slit absorbing the essence of her womanhood, I could feel her hips move beneath me. Moving my tongue around.