I felt his breath on my pussy and the touch of his tongue. My hips jerked as he started eat my pussy. There were muffled cries of joy as he pushed his...tongue into my tight hole.My pussy grew hitter and wetter as he licked me. Suddenly my orgasm hit me like a freight train! I pushed my pussy against his face and groaned with sheer joy.As my orgasm subsided Bob crawled out from under my desk. His face was covered with my juices."Beth that was so good! It has been a long time!" He moaned"When is. .. Hold on, he's coming back. I'll call you later."By the time Jesse got back at the table, the phone was put away and Sam was all fake smiles. His smile became more genuine when he saw that Jesse had got the twenty-two ounce beers, not the wussy sixteen ouncers. Years ago, they'd spent three months together in England on secondment to an advertising group based in Manchester, and once a guy gets used to an imperial pint, a sixteen-ounce American pint is forever subject to disapproving glances.. Think it’ll be ok? I can’t imagine that it would have taken any damage, as long as the engine intakes were closed so that no melted snow could leak inside, and I doubt you need me to remind you of that.”“It’s a combat dropship,” Riya replied as she began pulling on her own suit, dancing on the spot as she shuffled inside the tight-fitting garment. “Or at least that was its original purpose before they tasked me with being a glorified delivery service, I doubt the weight of the snow will have. “Damn, hot! So, how about a drink?”“Sure, but here in the room or down at the bar.”“Both, but here in the room first. Then we can take alittle nap. Bar later. How does that sound?”“Okay,” Ginger said. She went over to the phone andcalled for room service. “Can you bring up two frozenmargaritas?” she asked politely.“With tequila shots on the side,” Kathy suggested toher.“And can you bring 4 tequila shots also?.