Needless to say, 60 Minutes was delayed almost half an hour by a football game. I tried to pay attention, but I just couldn’t care; Minnesota was at...New England, and I didn’t particularly like either team.Stormy was in seventh heaven, however. She had four laps to choose from and eight hands to rub her belly and scratch her head. She began jumping from lap to lap testing us to see which of us was better at spoiling her. You had to brace yourself when she jumped into your lap. She seemed to take. There was a slumped form..."TONY!" He hadn't uttered the sound but his soul was feeling it. Ziva began running toward him but Gibbs cut her off, probably causing her to trip but he didn't care.God, there was so much blood pooling under him! "Ziva, ambulance. McGee..." He just waved toward the small crowd gathering. How could Tony have been dumped on a street like he was trash? He tried to breathe, to assess Tony's injuries."Hey, DiNozzo," he said in a stern voice. "No lying down on the job."A. He rubbed his wets hands around his cock.I couldn't take my eyes off his cock, and pulled out my own and started stroking it. I kinda fell forwards, on purpose, and my face landed between his legs and i felt his hard, wet rubbery cock on my face and my mouth. I stayed there, my lipa wet on his cock head and my tongue started licking him.He seemed shocked. Buit he didn't stop me. I grabbed his cock with both my hands and started slowly jerking and stroking him, rubbing his cockhead into my. "You always had nice hair... need to get ittrimmed though. It's a little long now I think."I sighed.I felt her separate the two sides and had seen enough Littles and realgirls to know she was making pigtails or something. Fortunately, shedidn't braid them, just used some hair ties to make the high bunches,and then some ribbon was tied into bows around each. I was picked upand sat down on the ground in front of a tall mirror that was hung onone wall.I felt my stomach turn as I looked at myself..