"Gene laughed as he said, "You travel with so many all the time, it's impossible to stuff your group into a small commuter helicopter. Call me if some...hing comes up."It took me a few minutes to get hold of Miguel so he could round up a boat to take us to Limon, but he was able to get one of the fast catamarans for me. It was more difficult to get all the people needing to get formal wear together than it was to get the airplane and boat.I told Steve the surprise I had for him on the way into. Hopefully not on the kitchen table or the living room couch, but yes I guess you could, I said, barely able to hold back my laughter thinking back to having fucked Michael on the kitchen table and got dpd on the living room couch. Wow, you have changed since I have gone, Mom, Crystal said, acknowledging the obvious. You have no idea, I smiled. We drove in silence for a few more minutes before reaching the restaurant. As we walked in, we both got a few glances from men. I was dressed in a black. “He’s stumbling in a circle, Master,” Zanyia shouted. “Just stand up, turn to your left.”I listened to her, standing up. I focused on my senses. My hearing felt so sharp. I inhaled, smelling unwashed body and rust, mixed with the tang of steel. Armor creaked before me. Foots thrashing. Heavy breathing.“Three steps forward,” Zanyia shouted.I did, taking larger steps. I had to swallow my fear. I had to embrace the uncertainty. My back throbbed. My belly ached. Blood coated me. My limbs trembled.. Your hands grip my hair, and you begin to push me downward, where you really want my tongue to be. I let your hands guide me, and trace my tongue down across your belly, pausing to dip into your navel. Continuing down, the tip plays through your folds, pressing here and there, never pausing too long. I stop at this point, on my knees in front of you. I look up at you and see a gorgeous sight: the heat and moisture in the air has cause you to sweat, and the little drops making their own courses.