"Miss, I apologize for staring," I offered. "It was a long trip to get here, and I've a long ways to go, and I guess I spaced out. All I can offer is ...my deepest apology." You weren't in Denver last December, were you?" she accused."No, I'm sorry, I wasn't," I answered in an apologetic tone. "I've been abroad for almost a year."Her frown remained."Well, it was very impolite," she grumbled.She wasn't going to accept my apology, and I felt I had done all I should."Duly noted," I said coolly.She. We drove through a forested area; I was only able to see a faint outline of the trees from the light of the bright moon. I looked to my step-brother, Zach, who was driving. I could barely see him, unless an occasional street lamp illuminated his face. When I did see his face, he had a look of apathy, almost like he was empty inside. I wanted to speak, but was too afraid. The silence paralyzed my words. I knew something was coming; it was the fear of his unknowns that scared me.Not too long. . i love it when the chain rubs my asshole.. it turns me on so badly.. the chain was very thing and was made out of gold... you know how much these cost? No i said.. Thank good my husband doesn't look at his credit card statements... he has never seen me wearing these.. do you like it... and sat on the couch. opening her legs... while the robe would open further and now you could also see those well rounded breasts showing off.. come she whispered... come and see how wet my pussy is for. I raised the hand and sensually wiped the droplet off on his lower lip, following up with a long kiss.“I love you. And I want you to make love to me.”He caught hold of me again and turned me around, touching one hand to my belly and cupping one of my fake breasts in the other whilst pressing my body against his. I could feel the tension in his strong hands. He was fighting the urge to take me fast and hard. He seemed to want to prolong the pleasure, as much for himself as for my sake. I cocked.