Her level of prestige also demanded a higher standard of professionalism. While her team scoured the remote desert near the Persian Gulf in shorts and... tank tops, she reserved herself to a white polo and khaki pants. This was not due to a lack of body confidence. Dr. Anderson had a tall limber frame fron years of long hikes to archeological dig sites, and her b-cup breasts and ass were the better for it, but that was for herself and the occasional boyfriend she managed to avoid pushing away for. So. Fucking. Beautiful.” He crouched. His hands slid down my body and tucked under my ass. Hoisted me off my feet. Linking my wrists behind his neck, I let my fingers drape over the smooth flesh between his shoulder blades. He focused past me, water splashing below us as he walked us into my bedroom. Bliss bubbled inside me as I stared into his deep, blue-violet eyes. I’ve never known true happiness until now. Darien’s stride broke. He glanced at me. “I know what you mean.” Reverence. She even let down her guard enough to talk about her strained relationship with her father, telling him how her father was so disappointed that she was born a girl, and that no matter what she did, it was never enough to make him proud of her. She looked like she was about to cry. They had been seated on opposite sides of the table so they could look at each other, (another thing young guys didn’t seem to get!) and Maurice quickly came around and sat on her side holding her soothingly. He. They moved my bed somewhere in center of room…I couldnt see where I am….I couldnt see who is around….but it was exciting…..and I was getting aroused….They had moved my t-shirt upto my neck and pulled it out….I coudlnt resist much…they easily over powered me….I was topless…..and now the two hands were massaging my boobs like an expert massager…..I was njoying ….and started breathing heavily……There were two more hands coming to my legs….Whats going on? These are not only two ….there is one more.