I was sitting in the living room in the half dark of twilight holding a beer that was already turning warm from neglect. She walked in and from her ac...tions she apparently hadn't see me sitting there.She looked at the picture on the wall, my favorite picture of her. It was taken during the Dinner Cruise on San Francisco bay. She was at the front of the boat leaning casually against the rail, the constant breeze on the bay streaming her long, heavy tresses of raven black hair. The background was. You pull your fingers from your mouth, wet and shiny, and wrapping your hand around your ass, plunge two fingers into your hot hole. Fingering yourself, your eyes never leaving mine, but a smile on your lips as you see my mouth open slightly, engrossed in the sound and the sight as you plunge into and out of yourself. ‘You like this baby? Do you like to see me finger-fuck my wet pussy?’ you ask. I can only manage a nod and a hoarse, ‘Yes, Stephanie.’ You glance down at your own hand making. He looked around the table and said, "We'll be leaving the day after tomorrow. If I may make a suggestion, why don't you take Debbie and Georgia out to dinner tonight? I'm sure that they would appreciate the chance to thank you personally."Darnel Hammond approached the hotel with butterflies in his stomach. So far this had not been a very good day, but it could have been much worse. He had been shaken by what he had discovered when he the workers reexamined the installation of the new hot water. .telling me its all up to me…then you want me to trust you…when I said I do…you would go telling me its too early? I know its too sudden and I cant believe myself either…but what makes me really mad is this wanting that i have no idea of…and whats worst…i know im just dreaming…call me fool but dreaming or not…trust or no trust…all I know is that I want you with me…and I want you to…. before she could finish, his lips was on hers…so soft…his hands around her waist, pulling her as close as.