As you lean down over me again, your fingers slip in and out of me, becoming damp with the evidence of my desire. My hips instinctively begin to move,... pushing against your hand, deepening their thrust. I can feel the tell-tale signs of an orgasm approaching, and make no attempt to hold it off. My hips move faster, my hands clutch at your shoulders, and our eyes lock. You gauge my reactions and slide your fingers in one last time, keeping them inside of me, but not moving. A groan escapes my. The house needed paint and maintenance in the worst way.As we emptied the vehicles I directed Justin and Sandra to secure the back of the house. As we approached the porch, I noticed there were no doors on the side of the house we were at. As we got closer I directed Shelly and Vicky to watch the other side of the house. Even though I did not give the order all of us had our guns drawn and ready in case someone went stupid inside.The smart phone still showed the card inside the house at this. In dismay, Tracy turns round and finds a hiker’s rucksack with a note pinned to the outside. She reads ??Dear Tracy. Welcome to the Eastern Wind Container Express Train from Berlin. Your journey will take about three days. You have food and water for just three days – don’t be greedy now – and fresh air for a week. The container is being tracked and we have the camera to keep an eye on you – oh, and heart rate sensor; that’s the strap you can feel across your chest. I would leave it alone, if I. The ladies like that and sometimes even a guy.One day after a sail I was pulling my boat out of the water and from behind I heard, "Hey that is some fast boat brother!" Turning around I saw a tall black man, about my age (late 20's) with a brilliant white smile and friendly eyes. From his accent I placed him as Jamaican. "Thanks, it can be a handful." "Yea, I'll bet, but I was watching you and you seem to know how to handle it." He had a sailboat moored at the transient dock and we chatted for.