She also recognized me and smiled. I gave a nod and invited her to check out for buses. She then came closer to me and stood next to me as acting like... a couple. Luckily an air conditioned bus to matara came and we have got a seat on the last row. It was a small sized bus where only four passengers can occupy the last seat. We were adjusted and I payed for the ticket. Dilini took the window side seat as another young couple occupied the other side.We were now acting like known but mostly like. Lightly, I brush the silken strands of your golden hair from your face and you smile contentedly.Such trust, from one who seems so small and fragile beneath my brutish bulk, is impossible to fathom, but my heart swells within my chest at the knowledge of its existence.Leaning forward, I trail the tip of my tongue lightly around the delicate curve of your upturned ear. A gentle nip at the fragile shell sends shivers down your spine.I am attuned to you now. I can read every nuance of your body's. She had a huge grin on her face, she winked mischievously and then sank to her knees, deftly undid my trousers and extracted my semi limp cock, with those slim dainty fingers, her bright red long nails carefully enclosing around my shaft. The bright red nails matched her lips, which were a scant inch from my cock. She kissed the head quickly, then looked up at me, "Come on then, let rip". Fully opening her mouth in a lovely wide oval. I was bursting and so I let rip before I became too hard. I got invited to "Naseby" because of a wrinkle a couple of friends and I have developed. We have a little black box that tunes a ship's shields to the background radiation and radar / lidar beams just sweep over the shield without return."Both TJ and Morg sat up very straight and mentally began an analysis of the tactical implications and the electronic wizardry needed."That hole could be a problem" Morg said slowly "but we have brand new sets and we could almost touch "Naseby" we were so.