Suddenly, something pushed me down on the sofa and as Istarted to rise, I found myself pushed down again.Flailing about against the pressure holding m...e in place, I felt a yanking at the bottom of mylegs. My shoes were being pulled off and as I tried to bend over to reach them, I was once againthrust against the back of the sofa. My trousers were now being tugged down. Clinging to the topof them was useless, as they were torn from my grasping fingers. Struck by what was happening,it was as if. He greeted me with a, "Hey, Mischa?" "Hey there... Tom?" I replied. "Yeah, I'm glad you made it! Come on in, and grab you a drink," he said, smiling. As I stepped out of the car, I could feel his eyes scanning my body, then he took my hand like a gentleman. "You look absolutely gorgeous, I can't believe I get you all to myself," he commented with an elevating whistle. I was very flattered, but still anxious at the same time. He'd basically indicated that he was going to have his way with me by. "You can drive my darling," she responded."I'm unfortunately far too wet. Come with me my precious, take me in my bed."Then leaning in toward her, lifting his gorgeous face, his smile lit up her evening filling her with grace. As he drove toward his calling, his mind wandered through the traffic. Her cigarette smoke drowned out their smell of alcohol, and the smell of fresh juice under his nose. He licked his top lip, to again nestle within her scent. To taste her sweet juice, again for good. I have no idea how Reid does it to me, but Europe was no longer even a blip on my radar. I wrapped my arms around him and my legs around his waist. His hands grabbed my ass to hold me against him, while he tried to suck my soul out of my body. His tongue was so far in my mouth it was almost down my throat.But it wasn't enough. It was never enough. We had too much in our way, so our clothes began to vanish.In record time, Reid had me flat on my back, with my legs in the air. When he entered me,.