‘Eat my hot pussy.’ Maxwell ran his ghostly tongue over her clit, making her whimper in pleasure as he slid a finger down to her slit. She was wet...and it turned him on, something fierce. He teased her slit with his finger for a minute then slowly slid it inside her as he locked his lips around her clit, sucking hard. ‘Agh, oh god, ugh, yes, fuck, god eat me.’ Melinda cried grabbing at the blanket as she humped her pussy against his face. ‘Make me cum please.’ Maxwell sucked harder at her clit. They were probably just a C cup or maybe a bit larger, but nothing to get too excited about. Chip picked up his drink and walked over to her. She didn’t look up or acknowledge him, so he sat on the next stool. He didn’t feel like playing the cat and mouse game tonight. He just wanted to fuck, and he had a feeling she was here for the same thing. “How are you doing?” he asked.The woman looked up and smiled weakly. “I’m fine, just had a rough day.”“We got something in common then,” Chip said and. But, I knew he didn’t tell Edie. BECKY. I smiled at Edie and said, ‘If you will excuse me, I have to go home…and tear Becky’s head off and then I will be back and tear your head off.’ She ran out of the room laughing and screaming, ‘MOMMY, DADDY, Johnnie said he was going to tear my head off.’ Harry’s Dad came out from the kitchen, followed by Edie. ‘Johnnie, don’t you dare tear Edie’s head off…but, it would be a lot quieter here. No, no, don’t do it because there would be a terrible mess and. We had dinner with her parents penciled in for the following weekend.One of the things important to me in becoming Iron Man was learning enough to duplicate Trey Young's work in building the suit. That meant learning the metallurgy, the forging techniques and everything else involved. I realized I would never understand some parts of it, not in a way that meant true understanding anyway, but I was going to be able to do the work, even if it was by rote. I would be able to repair damage. I would.