And yes, Sir, this is my fiancée, Victoria Collins."With old-fashioned courtesy Brigadier French bowed over her hand. "And a very beautiful fiancée ...you are too, my dear," he said. "Anthony Collins is a lucky man to have two such lovely women in his life." I have quite a handsome brother too," Victoria smiled at him. "Anyway, I wouldn't say you were doing badly." I'm not, am I? Anyway Mark, apart from Victoria, how's it going?" I'm enjoying myself immensely, Sir, and General Anthony is a. While he gripped his beer in one hand, the other was left on his thigh, mindlessly caressing it. Fuck, I wanted it to be mine—for it to be my hand that was resting on his thigh as I drove us away from the town, from the college, and towards the unknown. I wanted him to be mine.I swallowed hard and breathed deeply, forcing myself to calm down. The thought of holding him rekindled the fire inside me that I had always used to feel around him before that summer night at the party. I had forced. The clerk doing the undressing ripped the shirt open revealing the guys thin but not muscular chest. The one situated behind him yanked it off his shoulders and down his back. It hung down from the guys secured hands like a piece of ragged cloth. Sharp scissors were used to remove the garment from him. Wearing only his under pants he was placed back on the bench panting and groaning.We watched as a blond girl of around 22 years of age called Blue who was around 5ft 8 and slim figure was man. She felt her assrubbing up against him, and then she felt something else, his hardnessbegin to press against her. Thoughts flashed in her mind of the hungry,wet emptiness between her being filled, of having someone take the need tothink away and just give and receive pleasure, and she knew she moanedthen.His hands finally made their decision, considering the public place, andhe lightly caressed the underside of her enormous breasts with his thumbs.Lightning shot through Simone and she gasped..