A Chinese word. I don’t understand. Could you be saying, “Oh God”? Could it be “Stop”? I hesitate but your hand flies down to mine, covering...it and you stroke yourself with my fingers. The little button, like a tiny cock, pulsates, rises, demands attention. And when I touch you again, your juices flow freely over my fingers. “My mouth is dry,” you murmur. “Do you want water?” “No, don’t stop. Don’t ever stop.” Your knees part slightly in invitation. I hook the waistband of your panties with my. .. he's just ... immovable. He won't let me in. It's like he wants to be that angry at me." It'll come back and bite him," Dee said. "I hate to say it, but it will. Stuff like that always does." You're probably right," Lani agreed. "Sometimes I hope it's not a big bite, other times I hope karma takes a big chunk out of ass." Dee laughed. If Lani could joke like that, she was coming out of it a bit."The party at Greg's was nice," Dee told her as the pre-game chatter continued. It was a home. After three or four minutes of kissing it was as if it had never been hurt. I had been so lost in my own fulfillment that I did not even know if she had been satisfied. ‘I – ah — did you finish?’ She laughed a little when she said. ‘Long before you. It was all I could do to keep going until you did.’ I fell asleep with my head nestled in the crook of her arm, my mouth only inches away from her breast. Each time I moved, my lips cane into contact with her nipple. There were little bumps in the. I had walked about half a mile when I saw a man's shadow on some rocks, though I could not see the man. I probably would not have noticed the shadow if he had not moved. From the changes in the shadow, I could tell that he was wiping sweat from his brow. That's when I thanked God for the hot weather!Now that I knew where the man was, I was able to avoid being seen. As I said, this was just a recon mission, so I didn't want to make too much noise. Of course, I was going to have to do something.