I was wondering what is happening there. She kissed on my penis and I realized that I have got the license now as she took the initiative. She started...to eat my cock and I made some sounds to make her hotter. She did that for some 15 minutes. Then I took her in my hands kept her on the bed and I started to squeeze her big melons. She was moaning loudly. I then started kissing her right from her forehead and I got stuck on her beautiful pink lips. We started to explore each others mouth. We did. I didn't want to tell the FBI girl or the older air marshal that Forest was not pulling a loaded weapon."What the fuck are you into this time?"I turned to see John with a serious look on his face. I pointed down at the sheet and said, "That's Forest, our station chief. He was pulling a weapon from his pocket after striking a Tampa policeman and an air marshal shot him. John picked the sheet up to see Forest's hand still on my Glock."Whose gun is that, Forest carries a 38 special snub nose?". In fact he usually had to wake us up to get on the river in time for day break. Glenn was a character all his own. I always said he should have been a comedian or radio DJ. He was always sarcastic with humor being his delivery. But a delivery driver in Houston was his occupation so weekend get away was his delight. He got to where he would wake me and then go put the boat in the water by lowering the boat slip. Loading and starting the engine to idle and make ready while I sleepily climbed. She first opened a present that was under the tree, inside was no gift but a note of longing love and the next step for her to take. The note took her in the direction of the television hutch and she soon found another note. She was giddy with the game and I could tell her heart was racing. She was probably thinking this present better be worth the work…lol. The next note took her all the way upstairs to our bedroom to a painting that was hung on our wall. It is funny how we look at things each.