Well, let’s not keep the Admiral waiting.” With that he led them across the deck and into the ship. They made their way to a large briefing room. ...he table was only half filled with officers from other airships. Fleet Admiral Teller sat at the head with aids sitting to both sides. Several airmen stood behind him waiting to do his bidding while he read a message an airman had just given him. the XO lead them across the room towards where the admiral sat. Conversations quickly died as the room. .. mmm...”Marsha held her thumb against Jennifer’s now firm clit and stroked it with a back and forth motion using her index finger. “Feel good?” Marsha asked.“Mmm...” Jennifer drew in a deep breath and released it. “Mmm ... melting ... floating...”“That’s it, hon,” Marsha said. “Just relax and go with the sensations. Don’t fight it ... just let it happen...” She leaned over Jennifer, kissed her breast and began sucking and tonguing her firm nipple. Marsha could feel Jennifer’s heart pounding. Sort of displacement therapy.” And they both laughed. She saw him to the door. He hesitated, his hand upon the handle. “Look,” he said, “I expect there’s some deep and binding laws against it, but could I phone you sometime? I mean I’d like to see you again, but not, er, professionally, if you know what I mean.” She almost laughed at the look on his face. Like a guilty schoolboy looking for mercy but expecting none. “Mr Farmer!” she said, and thought she saw him wince, “ It’s 818213. Can you. Selassie moaned and squirmed under him as his kisses burned a fiery trail down her body. When he reached her breasts with their dark brown areolae and hard stiff nipples, he licked a small circle around the near one as his hand moved to cup its sister on the far side. "Ohhh..." Selassie moaned, arching her back and thrusting her breasts up for him to feast on."You like that, do you?" he asked, teasing her."Oh yes, very much," she said, throatily. He smiled and made a mental note that her.