She drew shapes on the roof of his mouth and bulged his cheeks, licking him from the inside, teasing him with the rough surface of her tongue before s...othing him with the wet satin of its underside. It was so slippery, coated in her metallic saliva, irresistible as it wormed its way deeper.He felt it glance the back of his throat, a kiss so deep and intense that it made his eyes water, but Miller didn’t care. He wanted this, he wanted everything that she could give him no matter how. Amid my rage I totally forgot she was coming over and like I said before this is Lisa ‘FUCKING’ Montero we’re talking about!“Hey Lisa – umm…what are you doing here?” Kimmie asked giving her a puzzled look.Walking over to Lisa I raised a smile in which she returned. I leaned in to give a her a kiss on the cheek then whispered, “Thanks for coming.” With a little giggle and a wink, she mouthed, “No problem.”I turned back around seeing Kimmie and Joe give the look of ‘WHAT THE FUCK?!’ written all. Karen stayed with me.I bent down, staring intently through the window as the ghosts fired their silver 9mm's at the smoke monkeys. Through the airplane's fuselage, their gunshots sound like small pops. None of the spirits – or the smoke monkeys for that matter – seemed affected by the 500 mph wind rushing by them. Even when the plane would rise up and down in the air as the pilots struggled to keep us flying, the ghosts stayed in the same place on the wing like their feet were glued to. My tongue was begging to lick her apple flavored juicy lips. “What do you do at parties?” I asked her frankly. “Well, we use to hang out and have some drink that’s it nothing more…” She said gracefully. “You drink!!?” I over reacted. She giggled and said “ya… what is the big deal in that? Almost every staff at my office drink. So at parties, we obviously have some whiskey and vodka…” “Oh, that’s great… I drink too occasionally…” I replied joyfully. I heard my mom calling me shouting my name.I.