He reached up and touching her face assuring she continued looking at him. He kissed her lips very softly but it only took a moment for her taste to m...ake him hungry. He snaked his hand into the hair at the nape of her neck and bite her lip as he kissed her. She moaned and turned her body around to face him. He grasped her firm butt and pulled her even closer to him. From there he ran his fingers up her back and to her tits. With every new touch she whimpered a little. He instinctively became. 9:47 Kyle Anderson: Listen up queer, it's time for you to open the box. There's a note inside, it will tell you what you need to do.I'd been damn curious about what was in the box. Finally it was my chance to figure out what was in there. Needless to say my curiosity died—or at least masculinity dictates that I say it did—when I opened it to find a flesh colored dildo—almost exactly the size of my own dick—as well as some lube, a can of womens' shaving cream with a pink razor, a rainbow colored. I knew what he was thinking. He was thinking about taking me. He wanted me to think about it, too. I could think of nothing else.His toying with me was discreet except for one overt comment made after we'd been there about four hours. I'd finished telling him the relationship with our largest customer."Do you have any questions?" I asked."Tell me, is your pussy wet from wanting to fuck me?"The room reeled as I started to faint. He grabbed me, his strong arms around me, his body hot against mine. Back in what now seemed like the Glacier Age, Sam had completed two years of law school at Duke. Much to the dismay of his father, an iron miner who'd never finished grade school, Sam had concluded that he loved lawyer jokes far more than lawyers, and that he didn't want to become one.The DEA hadn't really turned out to be his calling, either, and it had contributed to ending his four-year marriage. Now, however, Sam was settled and satisfied as a lawman in this docile, semi-rural section of.