His cock was still slick with the mixture of our juices, and the taste was pleasant. I licked him clean, eliciting subtle reflexes from his body, twit...hing of his cock, flexing of his hips, and a quickening of his breathing.I feel his hand on my head and know he is now at least partially conscious. I raise my head and smile to myself at my next thought. I give his cock head one last kiss before crawling over him until I am straddling his midsection. I lean down to him, kiss him, and see him. As if he was about to give a speech at Bloomberg Financial, he looked from Jennifer before looking at Michael and before returning his focus interest to Jennifer. ‘If what the Federal Reserve did wasn’t enough there were the crooked real estate speculators, falling housing prices, and regulators attacks on interest only and other subprime mortgages,’ he said immediately posturing in a defensive position. Not really knowing what all of that meant and how any of it fit in with her losing her. Not yet. It looked awful. I had to go on.I took up the number three comb and switched them over, then I moved thefull-length mirror round so that I could reflect what it showed in thedressing table mirror to see the back of my head. Feeling nervous butincreasingly determined, I started to work again, leaving the top of myhead longer but working up from the bottom to give it a graded look.It was difficult to get right but I concentrated as hard as I could todo a good job. Soon it was starting to. 'Buurp' he released some pressure as he checked his phone, when a shadow blocked his light."You Hunter?" came a voice from the shadow.The dr*nken frat boy made up the shape of a stocky guy shadowed a bit by the light. "Yup… Who’s asking?"The stranger didn't said another word as he charged the frat boy, pulling him up by his shirt collar."Tori Vega is the love of my life," Nate said."Well, that little bitch got fucked good, so… sucks for you, man."Nate practically growled as he pushed Hunter.