The kiss went on for a good 30 seconds until Rita pulled back, parting their lips slowly. She opened her eyes looking at him for a moment, looking a b...t confused.“I...I..uhm..better go check on the baby,” she said softly and got up quickly and left.I decided to bolt at that moment and pretend like I just got back. Rita was real startled to see me get back so soon, obviously concerned that I could have walked in on them. The rest of the day Rita was like a cat on a hot tin roof, her composure. Sorry, it was a bad translation on my part. I was attempting to translate a common Earth expression. It merely means, let’s talk honestly over a good meal about who gets the best choices of meat.”“We rarely consume the carcasses of deceased animals, except in dire circumstances, though we understand the sentiment. It seems a ... barbaric and a largely inefficient custom, once we’ve mastered creating more efficient alternatives.”“True, but we still appreciate what we once hunted.”“But we must. What he did know was that she was one of the most beautiful women he had ever seen. And he'd seen more than a few.Viktor and Ilsa both smiled. "How can I help, Mr Clegg?" Viktor said.Freddie explained his quest. It was hard to be explicit. He didn't want to mention Strasser, the other girls or their tattoos. Viktor listened attentively interrupting only occasionally to ask questions or to clarify some point or other. He seemed content for Freddie to tell his tale but as the story unfolded Ilsa. She felt his tongue inside lapping up her juices. She couldn't believe how wet she was. Her hands went to his head pushing down. Oh God oh God over and over. I'm cumming again! She pulled him up to her holding him until the spasms subsided. Then kissed him. For the first time tasting herself as her tongue pushed into his mouth. Just lay back, she told him. My turn to show you what I can do. She kisses her way down his body and when she gets to his thighs, she thinks about teasing him the way he.