I want H to writhe with even more pleasure. I want to hear her call my name to the heavens with delirious enthusiasm and love. So I remove H’s jeans... leaving her panties on. With the added space a bed provides; I find I am able to taste H’s thighs to our hearts' content. I let my hands move over her wet cotton panties, as I outline them with my lips and tongue. I take wondrous glee in the uncontrolled squirming of her hips and thighs. I pause with my mouth over the wettest spot on H’s panties.. John Miller finished with the desk and turned on the PC. He tried to access the password several times using information from the list he had. He finally gave up and began disassembling the case. While he was using a screwdriver on the hard drive, the Marshal watching Mr. Miller called the secretary's desk. He said one word, "Go."The two men walked in the door while the guy was unscrewing the hard drive. They held up their badges and the Marshal held up his gun. The guy acted like he was. She closed her eyes as if to stop her tears, to stop her useless crying. What good does crying do? What good comes from the emotions unseen by the man who needed to know them the most? Unable to hold back her quivering chin and rising chest dying to let out her sobs, she released that built-up silent scream into the night.She turned to look at the man beside her, wondering which was valid: the way he made her feel like a princess or the way he neglected her, never seeing the woman deep inside. Blushing she added ‘I loved this place, so quiet and no one about’.When she took off her coat, I was pleasantly surprised to see she had a tightish short sleeved dress that showed off her assets very nicely including a beautiful protruding tummy. In fact, she looked very fuckable. About an hour in and we lying down side by side Pauline made a strange comment about how we seemed compatible, how she enjoyed my company etc. And then finished with, ‘we have known each other for several months now,.