Joan Busied herself by returning to preparing the meal and Robert coughed and made a lame excuse to leave the kitchen; However neither of them saw Jam...s at the kitchen door and the fact he had witnessed their kiss. As Robert brushed passed him James made a comment along the lines of hello young lovers; which did not help matters as a flustered Joan told him to be quiet and behave himself. As she cooked the meal; Joan could not help but wonder why that kiss had affected her so; she reasoned that. Still, even then, the pleasure they find in that choice seems to give them what they are looking for. Some never take a sip of anything but water, if they are happy that way, why try to change things. And even that group, which I confess I was part of for too many years, wondering about and hoping for something different to satisfy my taste, but afraid to venture out. None are wrong or right. Just as sexual choices should be accepted and enjoyed by those who lust for them. A water drinker. As soon as she was back in her lab, she switched her tactical scanner to the LVPD frequencies. The cops used encrypted communications, but that was no barrier to someone with Julia’s skills. She giggled as she heard the officer almost yell, “I didn’t say she got away, damnit! I said she disappeared!” There was a slight hiss and then a female voice said, “That’s right, she poofed away like a God-damned genie in a puff of smoke.”Julia then pulled up her internet scan bot and had it search for. You bite the sheets due to the light pain, but never request me to stop. I can feel your skin as it drags against the remaining part of my cock still being pushed into you. I pull back and can see the shiny covering of your fluid on the length of me. O, yea. You're ready. The next stroke is HARD! Nearly making you fall onto the bed. Still a little twinge of pain rushes through your body, but by the third, or fourth stroke, you're completely into it, and your juices are flowing. No more.