I head over to my room, swiping the key card I make my way inside. Finding it hard to get her out of my mind as I walk towards the large bed.I notice ... small flyer on the table, “Valentine’s day party tonight, banquet hall at 7 pm.” And I think to myself what if she’s there tonight?A few hours later:After taking a shower and getting dressed, now in a shirt, formal pants and loafers I make my way to the banquet hall. Having absolutely no reason to attend other than the slight bit of hope that. She pulled up my pants covering my cock before sitting ontop of me once more. She move down and her lips once again touched mine, our mouths opened and we kissed. I could taste my cum in her mouth as our tongues again swapped saliva. Once our lips aparted she said thank you that was great, and I replied saying no thank you, you were great, and gave her another little kiss before standing up. After neatening ourselves up, we slowly started heading back to find Steven and Kyla and see how their. Just by looking at them no one would give them a second glance. Their dull gray exterior and oblong shapes suggested nothing more than things, stuff of no interest.We planned to wait a few days and then send everything over by container ship, consigned to Charles Harwood. The bills of lading would state everything was research equipment consigned by Professor Macklin to his friend Charles Harwood for further study. The professor and his two able research assistants planned ride shotgun all the. Reg binds forward with his legs apart and told Kev to ate my azz like you did that chicken head last week you told me about. You better ate my shit right to nigga. Kev was a big man on the streets, he didnt take orders from anyone, well almost anyone. Reg knew this but to strong real gangstas on the dl had to do what he got to to get his. Kev spreaded Reg azz cheecks and began licking around his pucker, Reg started moaning, that made Kev give him more. More spit, licks and tongue. Get in there.