My arms and legs gripped him urging him on, wanting him to go faster, harder and he did. My fingernails raked his back branding him as mine. Even in m...y lust filled mind with my thoughts saturated in the most primal pleasure I knew he was mine. I would never let him go. His cock, his mind, his soul were all mine to cherish and keep. I was determined to fuck him for ever more.“Ben, you’re mine, all mine!!!”“Yes-s-s.”With that we exploded, together our souls uniting in that one moment, his cum. It’s like the entire world is focused on her and she couldn’t care less. She’ll show everything to anyone willing to look and she’ll love every hot second of it.The gas station is just ahead. As she pulls up she scans the pumps tosee who is there. An old lady is at the first set of pumps. That won’t do. Shepulls around to the far side and sees a younger man, probably in his earlytwenties, getting out of his car to pump some gas.“Perfect,” she thinks as she pulls the jeep alongside the pumps. That was astounding. The backer's promised them he would arrive at the theater by tomorrow at the latest. Imagine what they could do with Cornelia Crown and Peter Hertz!'This is perfect for me. I have always wanted to act again with Cornelia. But I still cannot believe what happened to Michael. We trained together. He was one of the best in our class. Now his role is mine. I think it is fate that brought me here. Michael must have been careless to let an assassin knife him in the back. It's. Once I was in the back I sent John back out front, and felt a rush of excitement when he gave me an illicit peck on the cheek on his way. The rest of the morning passed smoothly, but all too soon it was time to close for the day. The notice I’d posted on the door about the early closing discouraged some customers from even coming in at all, but there were still enough to clear the display cases of their contents. By the time Jerry ambled in the stragglers of the lunch crowd were gone, we had.