So we’ll have to save your devouring me with your mouth, until next time. “ The disappointment written on his face matched my own. “Besides,”... I smiled, “I still haven’t gotten to ride you!” His smile brightened at my words, as did my own. I climbed up on him, and settled my knees and my thighs on either side of his legs and belly. His right hand held my left hip, and his left hand cupped my right breast, as I began to slowly rock my hunger back and forth along his entire thick hard length. I. Gregory" as he insisted on being called was an arrogant asshole and the butthead with him had been also. This trip was celebrating Frank's and his wife's fifth wedding anniversary. They were trying to get pregnant while they were on this trip to the beautiful Florida Keys as well as enjoy themselves.Jessica had not really wanted to go on the boat but Frank had pushed her to do it. She was more a lay around the pool type of girl. Frank liked to do that also but this was going to be a once in a. Imagining his blue-gray eyes gazing upon her, his muscular arms wrapping themselves around her, she feels the heat begin to radiate from between her legs. The thought of his hot breath on her neck, his hands slowly sliding down her hips and across her backside brings an involuntary shiver to her.Her hand slips down between her legs, her pussy already slick with her arousal, her juices mingling with the hot water. The thought of running her hands through his blond hair, her fingers through his. .. ...much like the... 'man?... sitting across from him wasn't exactlythere. The being was humanoid - but so bland and featureless as to defyaccurate description. He was the sort of person you'd forget - even as youlooked at him. "Mr. Styles, I'd welcome you to Purgatory - but, unfortunately, I can't." "Purgatory?" Jack asked. "You mean... limbo?" "Mmmm... not exactly. This is the waiting room for people who's soul isperfectly balanced - like yours. Usually, we would give you a chance,.