“Tell me, pet,” she ordered, her stone hard voice this time telling him he really didn’t want to find out what would happen if he disobeyed. Her... teeth sinking into the flesh of his shoulder only cemented that conclusion.“I w-want…” She picked herself up to press her forehead against his, effectively bringing all thought to a halt as her lust-filled eyes bore into his. She deliberately let her gaze fall down to his lips before coming back up to connect with his. Never in his life had he felt. MMMMMM... Fucking get it now!!” She grinned, gripping onto his shoulders and licking her teeth when she felt him, perhaps out of instinct, taking a hold of her waist as she straightened her curvaceous body out to properly be impaled onto him. She could tell from the look of awe on his face that this was something out of a fantasy of his. She intended to make not just a reality, but feel better than he could have dreamed.“Here... MMMMM!! We fucking go Frankie!!” She purred as she started to. “Cheers,” Dave agreed, raising his glass as well and drinking when she did. He knew she was flirting, and that he should know better than to go along with it, but it was making him feel good. That was the whole reason he’d come out tonight, and he figured that it was harmless. Marie asked, “Do you play pool?” “A little. I used to be pretty good.” “Feel like a game? I’m itching to play, but guys get the wrong idea when a girl walks back there alone – you know?” He knew he shouldn’t, but Dave was. Lâche ton bouquin je te dis !Et il met un grand coup de patte dans mon livre qui vole à travers le compartiment.Je le regarde alors dans les yeux. Il est surexcité, avec un regard de fou, branlant sa grosse queue pendant qu'il me dévisage. Je me lève et tente d'atteindre la porte, il saisit ma jupe qu'il déchire à moitié.Je n'arrive pas à crier. Quelque chose en moi m'en empêche. Je me débats timidement, il a déjà la main sur ma culotte.Putain mais elle mouille déjà comme une petite pute.