“I’m going to cum,” I heard Philipp groan as I slurped on his balls.“You better not, you dumb slut.” I told him. Actually, I didn’t care. ...e’d be cumming a lot before I was through with him. I stopped my tongue bath of his balls and returned to his ass, licking it and jamming my tongue into his tight rosebud, tongue fucking his delicious hole. I could barely hear him moaning and begging for me to stop over the sound of my tongue lapping up his sweaty ass crack. I decided I needed to finally up. I stayed sitting up straight so I could keep looking at his face. Dan’s left arm wrapped around my back and held onto my hip while his right hand sat loosely on my knees. I lifted my knees a bit higher so that his hand came within reach of mine. That let me play with his hand. It’s a proper sized hand, not thin and bony like Leroy’s.After a moment of thinking about hands, I looked back at Dan.“Why didn’t they sleep? The police officer said the men were gone.”“They were really freaked out. I was. I tapped her on the shoulder; she turned toward me briefly and smiled and we settled in for the short ride to our hotel.That's when I began to scan the passengers around me. It was the usual eclectic collection, but just one woman intrigued me.She was sitting across the aisle from my wife. Her skin was the polished brass of an East Asian -- to me, always the most exotic and tantalizing women; it seems as if you can taste the curry and other spices when you see their glowing skin. This woman. Then I gently disentangled her from me, and stood up. I looked at Simtare one last time and said, "Someone who has survived the pain you faced must have strength enough to make a very dangerous enemy. I hope that I don't become your enemy, but if I do I am prepared to defend myself and my mates as fiercely as you avenged yours."There was still some hostility in Simtare's eyes, but I thought I saw something else, something that hadn't been there when she first saw me. I might be reading too much.