Chris, you may pour the wine.” “Nice to meet you, cum eater” Rick said to me as I poured two glasses of red wine. “I’d shake your hand but a...ll my fingers smell like your wife’s wet pussy.” Kim chuckled but never said anything as she put a forkful of my culinary creation in her mouth. They slowly worked their way through my meal and kept me at their every beck and call making sure that the wineglasses were always full and every need was met with speedy and attentive service. At one point during. Your lips were warm and soft and your tongue was searching and intertwining with mine in a kiss that we had been waiting for since our college days, or at least anticipating since the night of the 10-year reunion when I asked you to dance with me. All I had really wanted that night were your arms around me and my body touching yours, even if we were in public and you were with someone else. I had been so hungry just to be near you and to have you hold me.Now here you were in my room, in my. Data was in from everywhere. Dissecting it and sending to the right person was a monumental task.Progress was being made in the search for the new suicide vests. Two more had been found in Rochester. So far none of the mobile IEDs had been found, nor any trace of Balthazar Khamini or Raed Jabbour.The news was filled with video from the seven centers being razed and loaded into dumpsters as fast as they could be. The equipment was moved in under the cover of darkness and at first light the. Her hands were on my ass and she was pressing them like mad. I was doing the same to her.She came up and started kissing me again and now were on our sides kissing each other like mad and hands were on ass. It was like she had completely transformed from the sweet girl to a completely wild nymph. She spanked me. I spanked her. She spanked my ass harder. I did even harder. She held my erect dick in her fist and clenched it tight in her fist. I held her boob tightly n pressed. She moaned out of.