Unfortunately, I was also horny as hell. His talk about me licking another woman's pussy juices off his cock woke up something very depraved in me and...I added it to my bucket list. Unfortunately, I could only accomplish that goal if I convinced him to let me have another chance. But first, I had to take care of business. I got out my favorite toy and replayed in my mind how helpless I felt each time he shut me up by packing another item into his bag. I had the best orgasm I'd had in longer than. She put the pasta in a bowl and sat it on the counter.Then she poured the hot marinara sauce and meatballs into another bowl, setting it beside the pasta on the counter. Jack placed the salad on the table, then he put the bowls of pasta and sauce on there too. Ariel took the bread from the oven, put the hot slices on a plate and put it on the table. "Jack, could you please get the grated cheese and salad dressing from the fridge and the wine from the freezer for me?" she asked him. He smiled. " He made a quick U-turn, and headed back toward the club."You know, I think I saw that tape," I told him. "I know where you left it. When you get back there, let me out, and I'll run inside and grab it."He pulled up in front of the club, and I hopped out. Had I thought about it a little more, I might have asked Dennis to go and get it himself. There was the groupie issue to worry about; I generally tried to minimize the amount of time I spent inside these clubs before and after shows. But. "Makibi..." Tenchi hissed, his voice almost a threatening growl."Oh hell!" Kiyone swore mildly skinning hand down the sides of her slacks."Damn Masaki!" She added shooting him a frantic look before one hand shot to the breast pocket of her vest."Key, how could you?" Sasami begged, unable to believe what was happening."Sorry kid!" Kiyone gasped in a pleading tone. "Damn it! I shouldn't have shown Mihoshi that ring!" HEY!" Mihoshi indignantly yelled from across the room."Even told myself to put.