He could feel his creamy load hit the bottom of her pit. He could feel her nails digging in the small of his back, trying to get more, as she bit down... on his ear. He had to shake her lose, or he thought she might bite it off in all her excitement. They lay there, his cock still embedded deep within her pussy. She started kissing is lips, running her tongue deep inside his mouth. He could feel the walls of her pit, sucking and pulling, trying to get him going one more time. I got it hard. He pulls the fabric away from her skin and begins to cut it away, leaving the straps so that her breast is framed and held. She realizes that she’s been grinding her mound against his knee; she wants to stop so she doesn’t give this guy the pleasure of defeating her, but her hips seem to have a mind of their own.He bends over again and begins to kiss, lick, suck and bite the flesh of her breasts; he starts at the base of each one in turn and begins to spiral in to the nipple, covering every. All I was able to do was surrender to the moment as the feeling built and built with each gentle but powerful thrust. Soon it built so much that I knew that the coil was about to come undone again, but just then he slowed down a little and seemed to keep me there hovering right on the razors edge of explosion.I lost all sense of the world around me. The universe condensed to just my body and what was being done to it, and it stayed that way for what seemed almost like forever. It was way too. " "Well, maybe you can with this Rossaleno character. Apparently the Des Moines outfit has a contract out on him for skimmin' the take. He also walked off with a bundle from one of their biggest games. They want him more than you. There might be some dough in it for you. They're payin' good money on that contract." "Where's he at?" Cliff asked. "They aren't sure. They twisted some arms out in Iowa. One of Rossaleno's acquaintances thought he might have headed to Nevada. A guy who is connected.