Keira put the glass to her lips and shot her head back, taking the shot before the pretty bar tender could get her something to chase it with. With an...eye brow raised the bar tender leaned over, putting her elbows on the bar and smiled, waiting for Keira to ask for something else. Every friday night for the last five weeks Keira had come into the bar at the same time, and sat in the same spot at the bar. Her drinks changed as she got recommendations from the pretty bar tender. She had been. Perhaps it was dead. But then again, perhaps not. Out of the corner of her eye the cat thought she saw a flap of yellow trying to escape. Instantly she pounced on that corner, so quick that the yellow object didn’t stand a chance of escape. As her hind legs pushed away at the ground, the yellow object tried to escape from that side, shifting underneath her weight. Sooner than you could blink she had twisted around and pounced on the other corner, only to realize that the first side of the. "You are an American, yes?" Abe Tucker," he said, "United States Army. Where am I, anyway?" You are in my home," she said. "But do not worry about that now. You were wounded. Take some water, and rest."Abraham tried to sit up, but the pain in his side suggested otherwise, and he didn't resist when she placed her hands on his chest and gently but insistently pushed him down onto his back.She held a cup to his lips and he sipped a little bit of it before letting his head fall back and closing his. He was driving me wild, circling my wet clit with his tongue. He slipped two fingertips inside me and my knees started to buckle. I was impaled on his fingers, on his tongue and I could do nothing but give in to him as I felt an orgasm beginning to build. Suddenly he stopped what he was doing and pulled me down on to my knees in front of him. Pulling my hair tight behind me he kissed me hard on the mouth. I was so turned on by the taste of myself on his tongue. As I knelt there, my dress wide.