But if they don’t even know who Raymond Chen is...”Helena completed the thought with a sigh and a downward look.“I see, yeah. They might just go...murder some random guy; just to appease me.”By the time the Air Finzione supersonic jet was over the Eastern Seaboard, Susan Bailey had cleaned up and put on some clothes from her bag. The clothes she’d had in the bag, however, were chosen for Western Washington weather and practicality rather than flying from Seattle to San Finzione in one of the. " he moaned, angling his thrusts in response to her wordless cries, "do... you... you feel... it... too...?"“Yes…” She moaned and admitted, bouncing against his cock fucking him as he fucked her, and feeling him fuck her as she felt herself get fucked. “I… feel... it,” She gasped, head thrown back in joyful abandon, “I feel… you. Everything…I feel… everything” She wrapped her arms around him, sighing against how soft her breasts felt pressed into his chest. Kissing him, wanting to complete the. The look of innocence clouds her form. Her golden brown tresses idly flow where the faint wind carries them. She sits upon her black Appaloosa, firmly tucking in her thighs to feel the strength pulsing beneath her. Her ivory skin clutches the ebony form of her mare. Amber eyes flashing to match the darkness of the beautiful beast that she calls Midnight. Curling her hands into the flowing strands of her mares dark silky mane, her thoughts run free as she gazes into the horizon. Murmuring. "I mean, you have a great body. I can't stop looking."To this she paused, and half smiled still not looking directly at me. Then her eyes went down my body and I realized my boner was super obvious protruding forward in my gym shorts. She turned lightly more towards me, still looking down."C'mon, let me see you," I pleaded."Take your shorts off," she answered. I didn't expect this. Our deal was that she would let me watch her masturbate. She downplayed it like I was the pervy one. But, I could.