His hands were roaming her flat abdomen and brushed her breasts openly and gently stroked her shapely legs as they continued kissing and having a good...time. They were dancing (or dry humping?) when she noticed me and it was evident that she was pleading with me not to make a scene in the public and I agreed. Her face showed so many emotions in that short time, first the look of lust as she ground her body against Chad, then the look of disbelief when she saw me standing there, followed by a. The finger finds entry and I groan loudly with approval. He pulls back, his lips sliding over the pulsating head. The lips separate from my flesh. Sliding across the tip, his tongue gathers my salty emission which is leaking from me. Hot breath surrounds the glans, and again the lips close around the rim of from my pulsating cock head. His tongue dances across the velvety pink flesh for a moment before the lips, slide across the tip once again pressing the tip into my cock tube, only stopping. It was going to be a bitch of a shot, at least two hundred yards with a slight elevation. He’d made a shot from this distance more than once, but each time was a challenge. No thermal drift today, not cold enough, thank god.He kept well back from the window while he surveyed the crowd and the Secret Service and MPD teams. This time of year an open window would attract attention, so he’d have to open it slow and careful at the very last minute to avoid attention from the Secret Service spotters. (thinking) That Himura Battousai!(the Kamiya dojo. Yahiko is eating rice balls, Kaoru is reading.)Kenshin (standing up): There's a visitor outside.(he walks down the hall, Kaoru hurrying after him.)Kaoru: Wait, Kenshin, what's wrong?Kenshin: I felt his ki. (He opens the door to see Zanza standing in the yard.) It couldn't be hidden. This foolishly straightforward fighting spirit.Zanza: I'm here for a fight.Kaoru: It's him!Kenshin: I thought it might be you. I told you that you'd have to excuse.