Your hand cradles my balls as your tongue swirls in fast circles around my shaft and sensitive head. "Make a nice big come load for you to swallow, Su...an. I'm close." Your mouth continues to take me to the root and then to the head. Your eyes look up into mine, pleading with me to come. Your hand that was cradling my balls sneaks down to stroke your own clitoris. I am gratified that sucking my cock gives you so much pleasure that you must stroke yourself. You whimper that you are close to. The worst that happened didn’t even happen to us but happened up north on Route Malibu. On Friday, May 11, ‘insurgent elements’ detonated an IED at the S-Curves. That destroyed a truck and sent a guy to the hospital. That was up by Mahmudiya, in the area controlled by Fourth of the Thirty-First, where the Polar Bears were supposed to be running the show. The hajjis must have planted a big bomb, since it basically cut the road in two. The response was to send out a couple of armed Humvees with. And the government has no idea it's them."You see now? They want all of 'us'," He motioned around the room, "dead, and all of our research to do 'god only knows what'. That's why I can't go pretty much anywhere. When I came to see you in the hospital? They had a tail on me, which I'm not proud to say I removed them, very violently, before I got there. If I hadn't, they surely would have killed you." My eyes got wider, Jack had never killed anyone before. He'd only done it to protect me, I slid. The silence was terrible. After a moment or two, Jane, raised her eyes and peeked through her downcast brows at her mistress,"You traitorous whore!" Samantha hissed and aimed a blow at Jane that would have taken her head off had I not caught her wrist in my hand"Now wait a minute!", I protested. "You said ... UMPHHH!" My sentence was cut short because Samantha's knee came up between my legs seeing to it that I would remain speechless for the next several minutes. The last thing I heard before.