With her arms fully extended, she continued to play with his nipples and chest. Jill began a slow, circular, rhythmic licking; first in the hollow of ...one hip and then in the other, careful to avoid his dick. She traced her tongue around the hollow, down the crease by his leg, across his balls and up the other side. Back and forth she went until he feared he couldn't bear it much longer.Jill could feel his cock pulse against her cheek each time her tongue ran up the crease of his leg. Jack's. “You cheating, fucking whore!” she screamed at me.Without even bothering to respond I took her by the arm and lead her out of the ballroom. It was like watching Jekyll and Hyde. As we headed down the deserted corridor towards our room, the tears started. I didn’t speak; I was so angry with her, I couldn’t trust myself to hold back if my mouth opened.I opened the door and pushed her inside. As it slammed behind us, Beth stood swaying a little before she turned and crawled onto the bed. I went. He took a hard knock on the head, but the guys got us both back on board and then we got the hell out. When we returned, Terry still wasn't playing with a full deck, so he was moved to the hospital. As I think about it, I guess I never did see him when he was fully conscious."But back to security: They never talk and they're trained never to ask. When he saw the explosion, he must have thought that I bought the farm." Looking at Terry he asked, "Is that about right?" Yes, sir, it sure is,". "Us. Female predators." I flipped through my text book. "The guy said there's only like one or two, or something." Well, here we are!" Jill laughed. "I don't feel like a predator though." Me neither," I sighed. "I feel like roadkill." Heh!" Jill grinned at me. "That reminds me, time for what's her name's fix." You didn't think of a name yet?" I looked at Jill and she threw popcorn at me."Nope. I was thinkin' like Courtney. You like that name?" She threw another one, aiming for my open mouth,.