When Catherine O'Malley was murdered protecting me, one of the shooters didn't die immediately. It took him a little while to bleed out, and I encoura...ged him to tell me who sent them. The only name he mentioned was Samantha Young."I don't know if Samantha Young was who sent them, or if she was their contact person, or if she was someone they needed to kill because she knew their names. What I know is that he clearly repeated her name and then died."Hawk studied my face while turning that little. Her waiting for her lord to ascend the staircase his boots echoing on the stairs, his grand entrance as he swept her into his arms.She turned suddenly to find Stuart looking at her smilingly.“What?” Wendy blushed.“Nothing, you looked like you were away.”“I was,” she flicked her hair over her ear, “I was just imagining what it would have been like.”“This place will do that to you.”Wendy wasn’t sure how that first kiss happened. On reflection she recalled stepping forward and brushing against his. ”I kissed her again and palmed her breast. I lingered until I felt her nipple respond. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Roberta watching.“I’m going to finish Roberta’s massage, Sara.”She smiled.“Good, don Alejandro.”By the time I’d covered her back with goop and worked her from shoulders to toes with plenty of attention to her bottom, Roberta’s sighs and grunts telegraphed her satisfaction. I’d straddled her and I’d slid myself a couple of times between her buns on my way down.I spoke first. ” “Great, sounds like fun.” Amy then left the room and came back with a double dong. It was so big. I put the one end into my pussy and she put the other end into her pussy. We were back to back. We both fucked at each end. The dong felt really good inside of me. I was working it fast in and out as was Amy. We both came really hard. We were fucking like this for about thirty minutes and then we pulled it out of each other and then held each other tight and fell asleep. I had to go to the.