But, let me aloneWhy you got things this wet and sticky?- Don't blame me. I just do what I am told and from the orders coming in to get all this stuff... made, that Amber must really be getting worked up over something.Yeah I know. I can tell.- Hey, what's going on down there? I smell wet pussy.Oh, hey nose, no time to talk. But, yeah, things are getting pretty soppy and sticky around here. I really wish Amber wouldn't wear them damn thongs all the time. Although, I guess we should be thankful she. The hollow ache in her belly could be ignored no longer.They lay together in the electric silence. Karen could feel his desire pressed against where only a thin layer of denim separated his flesh from hers. She could also sense his hesitation to act on it. Such odd behavior from an obviously aroused male only added to her confusion.“Do you not desire me?” she asked.Logan’s soft laughter tickled against her neck and sent shivers racing down her spine. “Yes. Very much,” he whispered in a throaty. Before we got to his building Debbie and I had a chance to talk. She asked if I was alright with this and if I was not comfortable with it we could just go home but I said no. This is her night to let loose if she wanted. I told her she is my best friend, she is an awesome grandma to her grandk**s and an awesome wife, I want her to have a night to remember! She just smiled at me and reached over and gave my cock a squeeze and thank you, I love you more than anything in this world, let's let. Jumping in and closing the passenger door, she leaned over a gave me a closed mouth kiss on the lips."Thanks so much. I don't know what the hell I was thinking," she said."Don't thank me, we aren't out of trouble yet," I said, driving off.Just as I had started down the street, a group of three or four guys wearing bandanas stepped out behind the car, no more than 5 feet away. Reaching into his jacket, the one standing in the front pulled out a gun and aimed. Seeing all this in the rear view.