His cock twitched and he let out a little moan that went straight to my pussy. It was so exciting to hear he appreciated my efforts. I licked up the ...nderside of his shaft to his sensitive head, already glistening with a few beads of moisture. I took my first taste of his sweet, salty essence and moaned low in my throat. He propped himself up on his elbows so he could watch me and I obliged by looking up at him as I ran my tongue around the head of his cock. I teased him with soft licks for a. .. I dunno. Maybe I did have time to completely write that routine, and then made myself forget it? Or ... something," he finished weakly."Why on earth would you make yourself forget what you'd done?" I asked. "How does that make any sense at all?"Brock shrugged."Maybe he didn't make himself forget." This from Lisa, who spoke up unexpectedly and then seemed to wilt a bit from all the attention that was suddenly focused on her. "Maybe he just forgot to make himself remember."I started at her.. Why don’t you put your books in your room and come back down to be with the rest of the family.’ Dave felt like the world had just slammed him in the face. His stomach clenched up tightly. He just stood there for a moment, unable to comprehend the enormity of his mother’s statement. Gramps was gone? How could that be? He talked to him just yesterday and he was fine. They were best friends. They hunted and fished together. They were going fishing this weekend and now he was gone. They would. Five minutes later he said, “A Hezbollah informant was following you; at one of the stops you made one of the soldiers made a call that was overheard.”‘Loose lips sink ships, and got my men killed and almost me and Vicky,” immediately came to mind.I went back to asking questions about the planned attacks that were being discussed on the web sites and how potential targets were being identified.I followed that up with who was going to replace him as intel chief for the IRG.“General Abdalrahman.