The first sip she was watching me intently. Our eyes touched in a way that was only us touching. The second sip she was staring out the window thinkin... about something intently. I hoped it was solidifying her decision to dump the pretty boy. The third sip she was refilling her glass. Almost her body moving was too much for me to concentrate on my story again. The fourth sip she was staring at the table while her fingernail tapped on her wineglass.I saved my work and archived the version of the. Once he had left the building, he laughed openly. If only Andrew knew that he had built his bank on Ted Winthorp! Literally! It was right after he had taken his leave from the regiment. He had waylaid Ted Winthorp, forced him out of his car at gunpoint and brought him to an empty industrial building. Throwing away his gun, he had given Winthorp a fighting chance. It had taken twenty minutes until Winthorp did not get up anymore. His face had been a bloody mess at this point, his joints. Mmm..yaaaa. Keep itt going..ohhh yaaaaaa.All her moans turned me on more and I kept both my arms on her ass and buried my face between her legs, a little of her hairs were getting in my way when I started to lick her pussy, I adjusted to it and started to lick her outer walls, slowly I made my way in, her hands were on my head pushing me more deeper.Then she fell on the couch behind and spread her legs as wide as possible and I had a clear view on her pussy, I wasted no time and went back to. Now to be honest, she wasn't as careful as I would have liked when she jumped in and I did talk a couple of octaves higher for a few minutes."What did he say when you told him you were getting a lift home with us?" I asked."I didn't tell him, he thinks I'm in the loo. I wonder how long it will take him to realise I'm not coming back?"We all laughed as Alan pulled away. It was a long and convoluted journey, to take everyone home. Each of the guy's girls had to be dropped off and of course there.