She did not respond. They did not break eye contact.From where she was sitting, and considering his height, his dick was at the same level as her head....Chris began to walk forward. Very soon, he was inches from her.She was still looking straight up at him.Chris grabbed Claire’s right hand, and placed it on his dick. It was huge in her hand.She began to stroke it, and it wasn’t long before it became hard. Erect, it was even bigger in her hand. So big, that she realized she was going to have to. You not only have terrific instincts, but you have the ideal attitude. You’re great at bluffing, and when someone as cute as you gets pissed, it scares even the mightiest warriors. You need to trust yourself. Whatever happens, you’ll adapt. Now get back in there, and let everyone know who’s boss. After all, you don’t want anyone thinking you’re a helpless little girl.”She giggled. “That’s right, I’m a girl who knows how to kick berserker ass!”“Atta, girl.”Despite Meg’s bravado, her doubts. ’ He chuckled. ‘Melissa’s kind of a feminist. She drove the guys she worked with nuts the first few years she was on the job.’ ‘He…he’s not my Mr. Lewis,’ Ann replied softly. ‘Sorry,’ Martin said, ‘It was just a figure of speech.’ Ann reached out and laid her hand on his arm. ‘I’m sorry for being so touchy,’ she said. ‘Except for Lonnie, you’re the first person who…who’s been really nice to me in…in quite a while.’ ‘Here we go with Lonnie, again,’ Martin thought. He couldn’t understand why. "Oh, John! That was wonderful," Ronnie gasped, her normal poise slightly askew in the afterglow."You're always wonderful, you teasing minx," I chuckled as she blushed with pleasure."Thank you, but I'd best go. We've been missing too long as it is," she giggled before slipping away leaving me with my shorts still on the floor.Pulling my shorts up I grabbed another two boxes of beer and headed for the kitchen, just catching Jan as she was heading for the garage."Oh, you mind-reader, you," she.