As if she needed it a tiny belt around her waist, highlighted her elongated but still vaguely hour glass shape. I would have died to wear that fucking... dress just once. But then there was no way I could ever fit it. I’m very well built ... shit I’m hot remember? But next to her, I felt like a fucking Clydesdale. Me and every other woman in the room felt as if we were from a totally different species, next to her.The thing that galled me the most were her fucking shoes. The girl was wearing. She whispered in his ear to keep the rhythm and depth up as she was at the peak of her climax, the last word came out as a sort of strangled scream as she surrendered herself to the trembling of a new high. She thought that she was at a peak with all of her body shuddering and every nerve going of like firecrackers. Peter let out a groan and rammed his superb member even further into her and held it there with his body going rigid she realised that he was about to climax himself. His end was. "Sure, I just need one to hold the boat steady and one to keep their heads down while I blow the shit out of their boat." he said grinning."You love this shit don't you?" I asked."You fucking well know it, and you do to. When this is over I'm going to start a security company. Piss on it, I have more money than any one man could spend in a lifetime. It's time to have some fun." he said."It ain't always fun, but do what you think is best. So keep your powder dry and shoot straight," I said. "Oh. If you kill him, can I have his hat? " "If he's not smart and doesn't watch his mouth, that hat will be up his ass." Sitting in the porch swing together, they talk quietly enjoying the stillness of the night. The only sound is the occasional howl of a coyote or an owl hooting in the trees. They kiss and Nikkie giggles as Spade slips his hand under her sweat shirt, finding her braless. There is a sharp intake of breath as he massages her nipples, twisting and pulling them gently. Her breathing.