The Night King had committed his wights and White Walkers to another assault Eastwatch, using his newest troops from Skagos and Skane to attack the fo...rtress. It was a new strategy, but it had every possible chance of success, given how weak the realms of men were at this point. There was a legitimate worry that the defenses of Eastwatch and the Wall wouldn’t hold against the onslaught of the Dead.This time, there was a pretty good chance that a handful of men sacrificing themselves would not be. He leaned into me and started kissing and nibbling my neck, the nibbling grew to a gentle bite, which got more intense as he moved down to my breasts, flicking my nipples with his tongue, tugging my nipples with his teeth. He ran his tongue down my belly thinking I would feel his tongue any second touch my throbbing pussy. Then he stood up and moved me to the dining table and lifted me onto it. Lifting my skirt and pulling my lips apart, he plunged his tongue into my pussy, running it over my. He obeyed. I walked over to his desk and quickly moved his papers to theside. Positioning myself right in front of him, I lifted my ass on tohis desk and spread my legs. The table was cold on my ass, but not forlong.“I am a very needy woman,” I repeated. Even before he could respond, myhand dropped to my pussy and I started to rub it. His eyes were gluedbetween my legs, watching my fingers at play. Stopping only to lick myfingers, I went back to work, and closed my eyes.I felt his hands glide. Since the real Rick, of Casablanca fame, had established this hotel just after World War II, it did not surprise Jane as she entered the dining room to see a piano player in the dark, smoky lounge, nor did his choice of songs come as much of a surprise: As Time Goes By. Jane almost expected a group of Germans and Frenchmen to start singing their national anthems in loud competition with each other, as in the movie. As Jane sat down and perused the menu, two things did surprise her. The high.