You can’t just pull off the top; it’s on too tight. But you can work it off slowly, a tiny bit at a time, until it comes off by itself. That’s a... bad metaphor but it’s all I can think of now. And they gave me this huge, huge opening where I could argue from a position of real strength—blackmail, almost, really. I think I picked this up from my dad and his lawyer; also my mom was a diplomat. I watched them all in action and saw how they were able to use words and actions to maneuver people into. Felicia’s fingers blurred over her clit as she rubbed them back and forth at a furious pace. A series of long whimpers escaped her, rising in both pitch and volume by the second. Then, the last ended in a croak as her walls contracted around him. Her fingers froze in place and she half sat up, a squeaking scream pushing through her tight throat as she came. Kevin tried to keep thrusting, beginning to feel the first tingles of his own orgasm, but her wild thrashing made it virtually impossible.. Now, she was discovered and an odd relief mingled with her agony. At least it was all out in the open now. Whatever Rod decided to do, she deserved it. She put her head in her hands and sobbed.Lee was up on his feet, his fists clenched, glaring out of the bedroom, "That chintzy coward! See him run! Lucky for him I got some self control. I'd like him to come back here so I can punch him one in the mouth!"Kim appeared in the doorway, her face calm, composed, and disgusted. She leaned against the. All the elecrtic tension she had felt before returned, more quickly now as her breasts were pressed against his, as his hard manhood pressed against her. Jasmine straightened, stepped back, raised her hands to his neck. ‘Make love to me,’ she said as she unbuttoned his shirt. As the shirt came off, and his brown expanse of muscle was bared to her eyes and hands, and the shirt fell gently to the ground, he kissed her again. Bobby’s fingers took the buttons of her light white dress down until she.