I unbuckle your belt and open your pants. For a little while, I gently fondle your hard cock and your balls through the thin fabric of your shorts. ...hen, I pull your shorts down far enough to free your cock. I bend over and start very lightly licking just under the head of your cock. I lift up your cock enough to take the head into my mouth, just the head. I play with the head with my tongue for a while. Then, I sit up and say, "Let's go to the bedroom".In the bedroom, we both strip. We spent the rest of the ride dozing and watching the countryside glide by. After claiming our luggage and procuring city pass books, Leo pulled out his ever-present map. I swear he had one for every hamlet and town in the entire country. ‘So…now what should we do,’ I inquired, glancing around at signs I couldn’t read. Studying the map, he replied, ‘Head for the hostel. It’s getting close to check in time and we don’t want to lose our rooms.’ Rooms. Yes, plural. We would be staying in separate. When they arrive, the Calm One is sitting in the living room. Lane sees him in a different atmosphere. The man is smiling constantly."Calm One I need a favor?" You can call me by my first name Lane. It is Karl. I am named after my maternal grandfather. I am Dutch Irish and Indian. I have had no military training. I learned most of my skills from my paternal grandfather. He sent me overseas to learn from the best martial artists in the world. I was so skilled I caught the eye of a CIA operative. ’ She looked at him in confusion, why was this so important to her, yes they were good friends and had shared more than a few flirtatious moments together, but why did he feel the need to bring this to her? His hand was still cradling her cheek, she hadn’t minded as he was always so touchy-feely with her, it was just the way he was, but there was something about his touch that was different and there was something about her which knew what it might be. ‘I don’t want to go away just yet, there.