Jeff grimaced. “I don’t know whether to be pissed that Moreau would think something like that would work, or just think that he was trying for wha... information he could get out of the situation. The AI tells me that Lieutenant Mayfield called while I was, uh, indisposed, but I haven’t returned his call yet. Maybe he has more information for me.”“Well, I have some very interesting videos that he sent me. Those two SUVs were crammed with mercenaries raring to fight.”“Oh, shit,” Jeff began,. “What do I have to do to get a passing grade?” He knew what I was talking about, but he wasn’t going to say it first. “What are you willing to do?” he asked. I kept my legs tightly closed, and I opened my jacket and lowered my nightgown before he had a chance to catch more than a glimpse of the strip of hair I kept above my slit. I took off my jacket and dropped it on the floor. My breasts were teasingly visible, and my nipples tingled, advertising my arousal. I hung my head in embarrassment. I swallowed."Sorry to eat and run, but I gotta eat and run," I told Pietre."OK, if that's what you want," he replied. "See you in English." Yeah, English," I agreed, and then I stepped into the hall and called Marjorie at the hospital. For once, she answered."You doin' OK?" I asked."Oh, yeah, I'm better than I was," Marjorie replied weakly."I wanted to come and visit, but the hospital's keeps telling me you're not accepting visitors. Are you sure you're OK?" Sorry about that, but you shouldn't. At that moment, like a light switch she flipped she became aggressive. Another side of Kim came out. She grabbed my belt buckle, like a k** on Christmas morning she was ripping wrapping paper to get inside a present. My cock was burning to be in her. As she pulled my boxers down, my cock pops out. She immediately grips the base of my cock and like a pro takes me completely in her mouth. I moan ‘Kim’, grabbing a hand full of her dirty blonde hair, I guide her up and down the shaft of my rock.