After having your fill of my breasts, you make your way down, laving your tongue on the underside of my breasts, as you continue down onto my slightly...rounded stomach. I giggle as your tongue dips into my belly button to get at the milk pooled there.My giggles turn into groans of frustration, as you bypass my hot snatch completely. I hear the soft rumble of your laughter, as your hot breath nears the skin of my leg. I squirm, as your mouth follows a trail of mile down the side of my inner thigh. At six-two and 175 he stood three inches taller than her five-eleven.He smiled and reached out and ran a finger down her cheek, across her shoulder and then down over her sweat stained breast. "I had the impression that maybe you wanted me to come here instead."He was right, of course, but she wasn't going to admit it ... not just yet. She ignored his finger. "What made you think that?"He put his finger just inside her partially opened blouse, in between the V of her breasts and she tingled. “De Halve Maen is almost loaded, one day ahead of schedule. We’re still picking up kids even now. We have fifty more Sponsors than pods, so the last ones to complete their collections will have to catch the next ship.You will have the Commander and most of his people, over three platoons. We are only taking one squad of marines for the ship, since we have so many NCOs and other handpicked people. I hope the partial squads on Araby and Swooping Crane will be back before a month is out, but that. Whatever it was she did when she made it, it was the one sweet that I looked forward to every year. Before it was gone, I tried to squirrel away half a dozen pieces to eat later.”“I didn’t know you like sweets!”“Mostly, I just like sweet women.”“What did you serve?”“I changed it up each year. One year I wrapped a ham in pastry dough and baked it. I have this incredible recipe for solstice turkey that includes stuffing it with oranges, inserting a thousand slivers of garlic under the skin, then.