I feel the heat rising again, it’s still white hot. Submit. Thompson speaks, I try to understand the words, something about an apology. He wants me ...to apologize to Peeking. Submit. I say I’m sorry. Peeking says “not good enough, I wants summing’ betta. Dos lips, yeah, I want dem lips on me”. As this is being said I can feel pressure on my shoulders, easing me to the floor in front of Peekin. Submit. My hands are placed on his waist band, I hold on to his hips as he sways closer to me.. And smiled.Marie was desperate to hear where Brad had arranged for them to meet, but she was even more desperate to see Brad again and to discover what nasty plan he had in store for her.But Jane had stopped talking, so Marie was forced to drag the information from Jane word by word, or at least that is what it felt like to her.“Well, where did he say we should meet?” Marie asked her daughter anxiously. “And what does he want to talk about?”Marie did not care that her desperate need to see Brad. She stood some 5 foot 6 inches tall, with blond hair and blue eyes. She was not the classical beauty because she had a bit too much muscle on her arms and didn't fit the 34-22-36 figure, but I never really liked women that skinny anyway. She had a pretty face with her best feature being her smile. She had some of the whitest straight teeth I'd ever seen in between two pairs of lush lips that almost screamed, "Kiss Me!".I was tempted but couldn't get up enough courage to take that last step.. Allie moaned her approval. Nic had her on fire as he ravished her body, but she couldn’t move and wanted to touch him as well. Nic lifted her off the bed to remove her shirt. Nic didn’t have time to react, as she used this as her opportunity to gain the upper hand, and launched herself on top of him. She smashed her breasts into his chest, and began probing his mouth with her tongue, her hands tangled in his onyx hair. She began to slither down his body, running her tongue down his chest, to.