Gerard felt something strange in his chest, there was something special about this one, he knew it. Elizabeth felt the man’s eyes on her, and tried... to prevent the blush she could feel come from her toes. There was no question that this man was good looking, but the way he was staring at her made her feel naked. Uncomfortable beyond belief, she stood up and crossed her arms across her chest, ignoring the smirk of amusement that crossed the man’s face. ‘You are interested in the wool, yes, sir?’. “I’m not a little girl anymore, I’m eighteen - I need to get off too, you know.”Looking down at Reynard’s jeans, Rena freaked when she noticed his large cock poking out of his zipper. “Were you...masturbating to me? See, I could tell mum about that too!”"I don't think you will tell mum because then she'd restrict all your devices," mentioned Reynard. He walked over to the bed and sat down next to Rena. "Who are the pictures for?" Reynard questioned. "You should be showing everyone your lovely. It took me a few seconds to realize what was happening having just waked up of course. I grabbed my robe which was draped over my recliner next to the couch and headed for the door. I looked at the clock in the hallway realizing what time it was I wondered who could be knocking at this time of night. As I opened the door there was a woman in a Drench coat … sopping wet from the rain that was still poring even harder than before all over her … she had a hood on so I couldn’t make out what she. I pulled away from him as I told him, "Get out. Keep your hands off me and get out!" Steve reached out and grabbed my arm and as he spun me back to face him he pulled his hand back and before I could react he slapped me across the face. It knocked me to the ground. Sobbing I crawled over and picked up his clothes. After I was standing I threw them at him and quickly ducked into the bathroom before he could hit me again, making sure he heard me lock the door behind myself.Steve started to.