I’ll just push more of your buttons next time or something.”Simon leaned down and kissed her. “Not your problem, Shel. This was all on me.”“...Well, obviously. I’ve never had a problem infuriating a man enough to make him want to stripe my ass.” Shelby said. “Did something happen in Milan?”“Lots of things happened in Milan, but I haven’t even really been thinking about them at all today.” Simon said.“So, it’s not that you wish you were flogging Angelique instead of me?” Shelby teased. “I don’t. "Mr. Anderson?" Speaking." I'm Harold Franklin calling for my dad, Ben, of Franklin's Flying Service and Aircraft Restoration out of Lansing, Michigan." You have my aircraft?" Came in today ... those are some big containers. The truckers are here and we need permission to crack the seals so we can inspect. Just so you know ... Immigration and Drugs are here too." Crack away, Mr. Franklin. Unless someone else is shipping something in my containers that I don't know about, tell the Drug folks. We chatted for a while , we talk about my education, her family ( I cant disclose such detail for her privacy ) , her husband, reason why she have to learn driving and all that .I asked her – “ow how will you spent your time” .She was really funny . She cracked jokes at me which loosen the situation , we talked for more than 50 minutes and it was my turn , but I didn’t go , I said to my teach to let some one else in . She smiled at me and ask why aren’t you going .Me : “mmm just nothing , how. Exquisite sensations rushed from my core and spread as I reared back and plunged into her again, hitting bottom just as I spurted each time. The pulses of her climax were fast and strong, milking my shaft, urging me to give her more. I gave her all I had to give.When we recovered, I said, "Once, huh?" Yeah. Robyne wasn't there. Danny Boy and I got carried away. He felt guilty. I felt guilty, and Robyne was furious, not with Danny, either, but with me. That was the end of that friendship." Are.