"So can I," she smiles as she expertly rolls it down my throbbing cock. Her fingers linger around the base of my cock and then trail across my balls. ..."Go get 'em tiger," she whispers, slapping me playfully on my ass. "You're sure you still want this?" I ask Kristina as I align my hard cock with her saturated pussy lips."Don't even ask that," she pants. "Just fuck me, Brandon!" she commands, spreading her thighs as wide as they'll go. "Do you want to be on top so you can control the. The plan was the forklift would place a crate in the elevator in the gym and the small electric forklift in the basement would carry the crate into the bay.Dad’s old farm truck could bring six crates at a time. I still did not know how many the C5 had carried on the return trip.Then we girls could unload the crate, stacking the bars on the floor. This way, we would be eliminating as many people knowing about the gold as possible. The crates would go back to Polokwane filled with freight for. "Bob ran his hands down Robin's back and gave her soft bottom a gentle squeeze. "Believe me, if you've put on a few pounds, they've all gone to all the right places. No bullshit little sister, you have a body to die for. And this fanny of--."Robin didn't let him finish. "You're sweet. But I haven't wanted to be with people since the divorce, much less make love. But last night, I dreamed about you and me, doing this. When I woke, I just had to make it happen, even if it meant holding my .38 on. Bellform and Swanson upped their offer to settle for ten million dollars. They saw the writing on the wall as far as Yvonne was concerned. When she was called to testify, it was a bitter woman who spouted her strong dislike for Josh and her own daughter. Victoria sat there staring straight ahead not allowing her venomous words bother her. Victoria had lost what little respect she had for her mother. She was no longer hurt by those words, but she wouldn't allow herself to hate Yvonne. Hating her.