Unlike Zevran, she’d never trained for stealth or ambush; her strengths ran to seduction and manipulation. She’d never practiced lying in wait, mo...tionless, for a target.But there was no one else she’d trust to do this, no one with her aim – or her motivation to do the job well. So she stifled a sigh and remained still, watching over the darkened camp like a hawk. She was grateful for Anders; he’d known a spell to temporarily sharpen her vision, so it seemed as though it was mid-day, instead of. I could hear them getting clothes off and sloppy kissing each other . I was desperate to see who she was letting cum inside her and I started to move very slowly from behind the door toward the back bedroom they were obviously too busy and noisy with each other to hear the floorboard creak as I stepped on the wrong one . It was dark in the whole house apart from that back bedroom . I just remembered ! BOLLOCKS .. I thought.......I have left the Polaroid in the car which I had secreted in the. “You’re one of the best I’ve had! I really mean that Debs. You were great, and not just for a first-timer!” I could scarcely believe my ears, of the feeling of pride his words were making swell in my chest. “How the hell did you know to do that thing with your pussy? You know, squeezing my cock like that? Most experienced girls don’t do that but you did it naturally on your first time!” I had absolutely no idea what he was talking about; I had just done whatever felt natural to a terrified girl. . or a bot... I'm looking at that picture of you in the black dress with the white polka dots. I can imagine you wearing that, one spaghetti strap dangling over your tattooed shoulder. Our eyes meet with a sultry glance and your hand teasingly reaches into your dress, exposing more of your creamy white flesh, but not enough to reveal aereola. From the bulge in my pants and the approving look on my face, you know the curves of your toned, slender body are driving me to the edge of sanity. .