I bought it because it was made for you. Now put it on Gwen, and let's not hear another word about it."Gwen held up the lounging outfit and felt the r...ich, heavy material slide under her fingers."It's beautiful. Beautiful!" Glad you like it. Now, put it on and paint on a fresh face. Our guests will be here in a few minutes." How can I thank you for what you've done for me," Gwen said, her eyes wide and wet with appreciation."I'll think of something terribly devilish," Sybil said, a smile on her. As we waited for Jan to continue.Jane said, “I smiled at him when he said that and only told him promises, promises, promises baby. As we walked hand and hand back to the master bedroom I knew it was actually going to happen and I was dripping wet between my legs. I was about to get fucked by someone else other than my husband for the first time since I have been married. I started to get a little scared. I mean what if I’m not good enough? What if I tell him to stop because I can’t do it? All. I wanted to whip around and curse them out but continued pretending to be asleep. They had fucked so much on the futon maybe they were just going to knock out. They had done that before.She mumbled something and trailed off. He moved. I could tell he was in between us. He got quiet. I breathed a sigh of relief...Until I woke up and gasped to someone on top of me.Fully naked, Hector was actually trying to get off the bed, but he was doing it by climbing over me instead of her. He was almost over. ”“Why?”“The ranch is his refuge, and it’s chock full of places to hide — thick woods, outbuildings. Hell, I wouldn’t be surprised if there were niches in the ranch house itself where he could hide. It’s big enough.”“He can’t hide out forever.”“He only needs long enough to get his affairs in order. Then he can spend the rest of his life in a country that doesn’t have an extradition treaty, thumbing his nose at the United States.”“Okay. Call me if you hear anything else about his plans or.