"I don't know, 'oh fuck that feels good!' what you mean," she giggled, "Oh yes baby." she drew the pipe out from between her legs and kissed the end l...vingly."Run away with me lover, you can take me anytime you want my darling, I promise I won't keep you in that little dark cupboard, I'll..." For Christ's sake you bloody lunatic, behave yourself."I suspect that the pipe was about to be re-introduced to the haven between her legs, but the phone rang, and she was still laughing as she picked up. She does help everyone. She was sure that Bobbie'sparents would be proud of her, whoever they were. Her loyalty to thosewho had helped her since blowing into Delacroix stung a little as sherealized that just assumed the worst. Just like she always had withRobert."It's okay." She patted her hand on her leg. "I understand, room'sstill open."The hospital loomed large in front of them as they struggled to find aparking space that didn't have a handicapped symbol in it. When theyeventually did,. It was quite large, but she didn’t pick it for that purpose, just simple convenience. Slowly, each woman closed their eyes as their mouths took in the large dicks. Her lips slurped on the spit covered tool, pushing her entire face onto the member. She could feel the head poke the back of her throat, and the wild throbbing of the man. He didn’t have very long, and despite enjoying the feeling of the release on her skin, she wanted to remain relatively clean this evening. So, her hands slowed. Picking up the shot glass, he raised it in a toast and drank it down unable to trust his voice to say aloud what he thought, 'To lost friends, family, and fellow fighters.' The liquor burned his throat and lit his stomach on fire. It threatened to return on him and he swallowed heavily to keep it down.For a moment he thought the liquor had affected his eyes, but realized his tears were interfering with his vision. He didn't wipe them away. Instead, he just let them run down his face unchecked.