He nodded. ‘Martini?’ I kissed him again, lightly. ‘Sounds yummy.’ Thomas beckoned one of the cocktail waitresses over, ordered me a drink. He...kept his hand on my butt almost the whole time as he and his friends talked about business. I was in the dark most of the time as to what they were discussing, but thankfully, none of them asked me anything. They just stared now and then, sneaking glimpses of my cleavage and legs. Thomas and I sat down in the booth, and I cuddled against him without. The firstfew inches came days after the war, and it was a threat of a blizzardthat got the last reporters to flee the area. The blizzard didn't comeuntil mid-month, but then it dumped eight inches of snow on thereserve, and the locals warned that that snow would still be there, atthe bottom of a much bigger pile, at the end of March.That was new for River. In Toronto there were usually only two or threesignificant snowfalls a winter, messing up traffic for a day, and thentaking another two or. My semen was trickling down her mouth and now some of it spilt over on her cheeks, arms and throat. She got up, coughing, and raced into the attached bathroom. I followed her, my half erect penis still dripping. She had bent over the sink, and was washing her mouth. I could see her sexy back, and those arms. I went behind her and put my lips and tongue to the silky skin on her back. She stiffened, still bent over. Then I licked my way down her back. Now, on my knees, her back toward me, I. You groan loudly, and your hands in my hair grab tighter. You taste so good to me. I keep sucking, just savoring your flavor, the musky smell of your skin, the salty taste of your pre-cum. I stop sucking your cock for a little while and start sucking your balls. From my angle, I can suck both into my mouth at one time. It’s feeling incredible, but you’re not ready to come, you want to feel my hot moist sheath around your cock when you explode. You gently pull on my head, letting me know you.