After only a few minutes of that, I could feel her orgasm coming as her vagina pulsed, squeezing my finger, than gripping me hard as she came. I rubbe... and rubbed, and she came over and over. She started to come down from her orgasm, and I put my face, my lips, and my tongue back to her clit, and she right away started pulsing again. I stopped rubbing Kat’s g-spot and added another finger in her pussy. When her clit was too sensitive to touch again, I switched back to rubbing her g-spot with. The computer shared the space with various desk type items. A coffee cup with the marine emblem embossed on it and filled with pens and pencils graced one corner. There was the graduation picture of a young woman at the rear corner.The coffee table was nothing more than a wooden type footlocker. It was the type found at the foot of every bunk in a typical barracks. The Gunny had done a pretty good job of reproducing a typical NCO's room, but with a lot more class. There were nice full length. I know your reputation, Alaric. The girl there has a great ass and I took the piece of paper to get a piece of that ass. Here is the paper. I was going to burn it later." He tossed the piece of paper on the table. I nodded at him and he left.Suddenly, Kell chopped down and a knife clattered to the ground. Another man was pushed forward. I grabbed his hands and quickly tied them behind his back. He had red hair and a pale skin. I said, "So, another would-be assassin."Ula said, "He was going to. How had I ever gotten involved with such a loser? Either way, when this was all resolved our relationship was over. I frowned listening to him, beg for mercy. “Listen if you just give me two more weeks, I will have the money I swear!” The big man behind the desk glared at him, and laughed. “I heard that crap two weeks ago.” I asked softly, “How much does he owe you?” The big man with no name said gently, “He owes me 12 grand baby.” My heart sank. 12,000 dollars. We couldn’t come up with.