He felt like he’d just won a big battle. In Guam she had been quiet and sweet. Now she was like a wild storm, tearing her way into his heart. He did...n’t know what to expect from her anymore. Gabriel looked her in the eye. The fight in her had been temporarily snuffed out. Now she looked like the delicate flower he had met in his tropical paradise. He wanted her. He missed having his cock inside of her sweet, wet pussy. Gabe leaned in to kiss her, and when she didn’t fight him, he pressed his. Zelda would make a theatrical production out of it, but I never considered touching her either," I said, amused at the prospect of watching either girl lift her ass for her panties to be extracted."Wanda or Marcie?"Her persistence was beginning to annoy me. I took a bite out of my sandwich and chewed slowly in order to calm down. "Wanda is my assistant, and Marcie is my best friend. I make a practice of not screwing my assistant or my best friend," I said, avoiding mentioning the night I'd. He’s the guy Erin and I told you about the other day.”“Which guy? You talked about several different guys. Was he the annoying guy who couldn’t take his eyes off your, uh, shopping bags,” Steven responded.From his facial expression, I could tell he was joking but obviously, Bree couldn’t tell that because she turned even redder before she quietly said, “ No, not that one. The cute one that asked if he could help Erin.” When Steven smiled and chuckled Bree got mad and pushed him a bit and added,. I tried to focus on the pleasure, however hidden it was. I wanted to cum and cum hard so that he would leave me alone. I wanted him to feel whatever sick satisfaction he was after. So I focused on the feeling of his fingers as they moved around inside me, tapping at my cervix. It was painful, anything but erotic, but I had to find someway of enjoying it. He moved his fingers faster, his nails scraping along the walls of my passage. Slowly, slowly, I felt something build. I knew that I couldn't.