He kisses my engorged red outer lips. I reach out and grip the earth, overwhelmed. He opens my petals and sucks my lush nectar. I feel his tongue part...my lips, delving, flicking. My breath coming in short, sharp gasps now, I am throbbing, pulsing. I push my moist plump vulva down into his face, his mustache brushes my sensitivity. I can feel his tongue darting into me. Urgently. I am tightening, needing, my clit engorged and on fire.He licks his tongue upward, finding my clit, and flicks his. We walked in the most lavish and relaxing place. First our coats and shoes were taken and at the same place we handed our coats over was a transparent donation box to put in the gifts and after that we could leave our wallets in our coats and other gadgets (there were no mobile phones back then) so to have empty pockets and our hands free and now handbags to watch over.After leaving the lobby, we entered the bar and I had to take it all in; What an atmosphere! I hope I can describe it without. I had an hour before picking up Kim at her house. I'd be giving Candy a ride over there for her overnighter with Deb. I was sure Kim would have a small overnight bag herself. The idea that we would be spending the night together didn't seem to produce any surprise or teasing from Candy. I think they were settling into the idea that Kim and I were serious about each other and it was a natural thing to do.When I looked at myself in the mirror I was happy that I didn't look ridiculous. It was. ”“SHIT!” Adams screamed again. He slammed his handset down into its cradle, snatched up the entire phone and hurled it against the wall. It snapped the cord and impacted so hard it shattered and fell to the floor in pieces.“BEVERLY!” He screamed for his secretary.“Yes, boss?” She poked her head around his office door.“Fire Simons! That idiot in Winthrop. Fire the whole damn bunch of them. Terminate them immediately and pay them off. But first, get me one of our local private investigators. One.