"What do you want, BF?"She surprised me when she grabbed my robe in her fists and pulled me toward the bed. The rolling chair moved easily and I toppl...d out of it when it stopped, falling half on the bed and half on the floor.Before I'd realized what had happened, she had me pinned down against the bed and kissed me. It wasn't a lover's kiss. It wasn't soft or gentle. It was like she was eating my lips, sucking them into her mouth and biting them hard enough to draw blood. At the same time she. “I wanted to see you and tell you that I’m sorry for your loss.”“Thank you, it was very difficult for several months afterwards. Would you like some tea?” She spoke kindly, but wanted to cover her awkwardness. This officer spoke as if he had known her for years. With her hands still in his, she headed him towards the couch. “I still have terrible nightmares.” He let go of her hands as she left him to enter the kitchen. “I don’t know how he died. Were you with him at the time?” she called from. “It’s likely our transport. How far away is it?” Al approached, even as the others clustered around trying to gain a look. However, they stepped aside, allowing him to pass. “Not knowing how big it is, or how distant, I’m guessing it’ll take another fifteen or twenty minutes.”‘I’ve been tracking its arrival,’ the One added, though it was rare for him to interrupt their private conversations—making them wonder how often he’d eavesdropped on them before. ‘It’ll dock in less than ten.’Al stepped. First, intensity: as she knelt down, taking my swollen cock in hand Lateshay was able to convey the appearance of a total dedication to my dick. When she wasn’t sucking on me, or licking me, she was hand jobbing me and gazing at her work with a little smile. I felt so incredibly good. Technique: Lateshay used her tongue with uncanny dexterity. Since my first year of college, I have maintained the practice of keeping myself completely shaved and shorn of pubic hair; a startling recommendation.