’ … ‘Do you drink a lot, Bonnie?’ ‘No, My ex-friend liked ta though. He thought I had ta be ‘alf drunk before he stuck it in me. Maybe he ...was right.’ … ‘So you felt used even before you knew he was married?’ ‘Yea, I think I knew from ta start, he was married. I just ing… inig… icknord it until he tol me. I gota pee.’ I helped her up and watched her navigate into the house. She sat on the couch inside. So I went into see why. She was trying to take her shoes off. ‘Why are you trying to take your. Murphy’s Law was in full effect. Enough money can produce just about any outcome. The guys had been outed by some big brass ass in DC. Escobar had photos and Intel outing them as Special Forces conducting surveillance on him. My first clue was watching Don get clubbed over the head with a steel pipe then being dragged downstairs to the basement. When I saw Ben being carried by two men following behind a guy dragging Don and gave myself away. They did not know I was with them until I ran to Ben. She looked up at him, his eyes were closed his face showing signs of pleasure and desire. He continued to slide his cock between her breasts for a long time. Each time she thought he was getting ready to cum, he would slow his movements until he was under control. Finally he got up and walked over to the table. He came back to bed with the strawberries. She watched as he took a ripe one and bit into it, the juices running down his chin. ‘You want one?’ he asked. ‘Yes’ she replied. He removed. All that does is these feelings he’s bringing out in me. I feel one arm wrapped around my front, gently teasing a nipple to greater hardness. I feel his other arm draped across my hip, his fingers softly asking my lips to give him access. He gently parts them, gently slips his fingers down, coating them with the moisture weeping from my core, gently pulls it back up to slicken my clit. Gently. Gently. Oh so gently. I shudder feeling every inch of his skin against mine. I struggle to open my.