They had not seen each other for weeks and Harry wanted a lot more than just something to eat. He was a man caught between two offers, yet he knew whi...h one he wanted the most. His tongue knew exactly where to touch as his fingers stretched open the inner lips of her sex. She did not want him to stop. She was sensitive and needed to cum so much and he was the man to take her to her climax as he body tingled in every part imaginable. She wanted him to taste her sweet nectar so much. It had been. She flashed a radiant smile at the bartender, thanking him for her drink. "On the house," he replied, grinning back before moving down the bar to serve other patrons. Daali closed her eyes and sipped her drink, letting out a soft moan for effect. Clearing her mind, she took in a deep breath through her nose.Even unable to see, Daali could smell the location of every person sitting in the room. Hmm... the bartender. He smelled like a mix of cayenne pepper and strong cinnamon. He must get a ton. "He's cut his communications."I smiled. "Well, no rabbit for him then."The other lady laughed. "He's a jerk, sadly he's also senior right now. I'm Captain Susan Marakova commanding the Palm Beach."Yvette groaned. "What did they do, find every exclusive resort or community and use that to name Patrician Class Corvettes?"Susan laughed. "That's what they did."The laughter continued and I noticed a musical lilt from someone laughing. It wasn't anyone in the command post and I signaled for quiet.. "I think one bowl is all I can take." All the more for us then," Grandpa said as he grabbed a slice of bread from the dish in the center of the picnic table. "At least Gwen likes my cooking." Yeah, it's great Grandpa," Gwen said as she grabbed some bread for herself and took dunked it in her bowl before stuffing it in her mouth. Grandpa Max noticed the way his ten year old granddaughter kept looking at him and gave her an indulgent smile as he put his spoon down. "It looks like you have.