Every touch of his fingers against my skin sent another little shiver running up my spine. ”Jake, if you don’t stop that right this second; I won�...��t let you lay your head in my lap.” Rising up, he looked me straight in the eye. “Awww Natasha, you know you love it when I touch you that way. But I’ll try to be good, at least for a little while,” he said, winking at me. “Well you had better,” I warned him, trying to sound as serious as I could, but I could tell from the grin he gave me, that he. SOMEHOW SHE LOOKED QUITE DIFFERENT AS HER HAIR WAS NOT WORN IN A TIGHT BUN BUT INSTEAD HUNG DOWN PAST HER SHOLDERS. I ALSO NOTICED AS SHE REVIEWED MY DAYS WORK, THAT INSTEAD OF HER USUAL GRANNY TYPE DRESSES, SHE HAD ON A SKIRT THAT ACTUALLY SHOWED A SMALL BIT OF HER UPPER LEGS OFF. SHE ALSO SEEMED MELLOW AND ACTUALLY PHRASED ME BEFORE INSTRUCTING ME TO KNOCK OFF FOR THE DAY. I WAS SURPRISED WHEN SHE OFFERED TO TAKE ME OUT TO DINNER AS WELL. NOT WANTING TO PISS HER OFF ANYMORE, I READILY. Nevertheless, there was a slight breeze in the air that chilled Buffy, keeping the Slayer?s nipples stiff and swollen and keeping her horny. Since leaving Xander?s apartment, her cock had remained perpetually erect--another side-effect of the Feral demon?s bite, Buffy assumed, like the male genitals themselves with which she?d awakened after fighting the demon the night before, during which event the bastard had bitten her. For the umpteenth time, Buffy, shaking her head at the absurd sight of. She roughly pintched her nipple grinding her teeth. Her hand rose up her chest and drove it through her hair biting her arm as it rose. The Midnight Shade fought the urge to just swoop down and fuck her mindlessly. She drove two fingernails into her neck as she moaned loudly. She hadn't cum yet, she was driving herself nearly insane by rubbing her clit but she wouldn't stop. Her panties were soaked but she kept rubbing squinting her eyes shut. She opened her mouth as an extremely high pitched.