..I groan...begging...take me please...you slide your finger back out and lube up 2 this time, pushing them in, rimming me as you go, adding your sali...va to the mix and you feel me squeeze your fingers and begin to rock....your cock jumps at this and you push another finger in, turning and pushing. your tongue darts back and forth as your fingers twist, you pull them out slightly and spit on them...knowing you’re going to fuck my ass and need to get it ready for your hard cockYou’re on your. "But... can't we..." No. Dragging things out ain't my style. If you've got soul-searching to do, do it on your own time."Still dazed, and now hurt in a way she didn't even understand yet, Dawn picked up her towel and wandered naked into the hall. She turned back. "Faith..."Faith gave her a thumbs-up. "You were great."Dawn ran to her room and closed the door.Faith went to Buffy's window and looked out at the streetlights. She felt amazing. Refreshed. Alive. And yet... she felt bad somehow. For. He shook it firmly, a grin crossing his face. “You got any plans for the rest of the summer?” He shook his head. “Nah, not really, just going to hang around the house.” “Where do you live?” “You know the Ridge Heights neighborhood? My family and I just moved out there.” “Ridge Heights? My family actually lives in the next neighborhood over. You should come visit sometime.” Derek got a puddle of body wash and started massaging it into his scalp. “Do you have a pool? I think I might need to brush. They weren’t very good sentries. “Sorry, boys. No stolen cattle here. We’re just private citizens on our own land, minding our business.”“Really? I thought Zeke Walters owned this spread.”“He doesn’t need it all, so we lease some of it from him.”“He know that? He told us you were trespassing and he wanted you gone. You got a lease agreement?”“It a gentlemen’s agreement. We didn’t think paperwork necessary.”“Well, we’ll have to sort that out. Open the gates, please. If you have nothing to hide.