Her entourage had stationed themselves behind her and Dom and Brian had returned to take their places next to me.Jill had bided her time after knockin... Dom from the ranks. She had taken a few small pots but stayed out of the ones that could damage a chip count pretty quickly. Although I didn’t count what I had in front of me (Kenny Rogers would be so proud of me) I thought I had about three-fourths of the money. As I’d done with Kristin, I started to push but Jill would always back away,. She started gently moaning, saying, “Ohh Matt, ahhh.” As he went faster she got louder and louder until his hand started moving as fast as he could make it. She started shaking and then let out a loud scream, Matt could feel a rush of her juice squirt out on his hand and he knew he had just made her cum and made her cum hard. She slumped forward and put her head on his chest. “Let’s go to my hotel room so we can take this all the way, I want you so bad,” he said. She emphatically agreed as. She sat down looking a little nervous. I asked, "Are you sure you really want to go through with this ?" Yes I'm sure," she replied. I began by listening to her heart and lungs, checking her ears and her throat."I'm afraid you aren't going to like this next part," I told her. "Since you have been drinking that cold soda I won't be able to take your temperature orally," I said.A look of dread suddenly came over her face, "You don't mean in my…." I'm afraid so," I answered. "Please just lie down. Now you have the look that suits you: natural dignity." He accepted the compliment with a nod. They made small talk, Ursula prompting. Was all well with Elizabeth, the new young wife (lingering just long enough on the adjective to indicate interest in a woman little more than half his age)? How was he finding life back in Washington? Where else had he been on this nostalgia tour? Did the State Department grant everyone a sabbatical? Or was it some kindof honeymoon? In an appropriate.