I circle my tongue around and around nice and slowly. She has told me how much she loves this. I bite her nipple, and give her clit a pinch at the exa...t same time, holy crap she orgasms instantly. I so want to taste her. I replace my mouth with my finger and thumb so that the sensation her nipple is feeling will continue. She is so worked up I don’t think she could stop me if she wanted to. With the way her eyes are rolling back in her head, I am positive she doesn’t want me to stop. My tongue. He questions Cavaradossi, the tenor, briefly about information that he, Scarpia, wants, and when Cavaradossi won't answer immediately puts him to horrific torture. Sure, that was just grand opera, but it was verismo opera—meant to parallel the truth—and the scenario was pretty readily accepted as realistic. And with about half the country already supporting torture as an acceptable means of extracting information from suspected—only suspected!—terrorists, I wouldn't submit a goldfish to that. This time she was the one to pull away and said "Now for your first birthday surprise", as she opened the door to reveal 15 or 20 of her friends in the decorated apartment, with a banner across the living room that said "WELCOME AND HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOHN!!!" Everyone yelled "Surprise!!" as I picked her up and hugged her."I can't believe you did all this", I whispered in her ear."This is only the beginning my love", she breathed back into my ear as I put her down. I barely had time to put my bag. “Mr. DeLuna? Could you step in here?” Came from the bedroom and as soon as Donavon stepped into the room he saw the blood on the wall, headboard, and pillows.“Someone had an accident,” came from Officer Sexton.Oh My God, this is not good, what are they gonna think was all that flashed through his thoughts. “Uhhh well… we got a little more aggressive than playful and she busted her lip and got a bloody nose.”The officers look at each other and back at Donavon. “Can you tell us where the mystery.