Elena daydreamed away until her pleasant thoughts turned into an afternoon nap on a hot summer day. Elena woke up around six p.m. from her glorious na.... Elena relished her lazy Sundays at home alone in her apartment. Yet her loneliness grew deep down in her belly. She longed for someone’s touch on her shoulder every now and then. She longed for the romance she read about in the dime store novels that aligned her bookshelf. But most of all she longed for a good fuck every now and then. At. The light from the street faintly caught the outlines of her beautiful body.She reached between her legs and pulled the loose cloth of her skirt out from between us and then lowered herself slowly down until I could feel her saturated lips rest against the tip of my cock. “I want you inside me.” She moaned. “I want to fuck you every day.” I wasn’t sure what she meant, but I was on board. Love and lust don’t always coincide. With Marcella, in that moment, they did. I had fallen back in. The attractive young redhead was expressing her sympathy when she visibly noticed Josie walking up. Their eyes met over Rennie’s shoulder. And in them, Josie could see a look of curiosity change rapidly to one of concern and then sadness as the determined brunette took her place at her man’s side, placing her hand possessively in the small of his back.The light in Rennie’s brown eyes, however, and the lopsided grin he gave her, as he placed his right arm around her, scattered her worries and. Connelly. I have to admit that I am disappointed,’ the voice in the receiver said. ‘I have noticed the Police Chief at your home a few times, I thought that you would have been smarter than that?’ ‘He– ‘ Jack stammered. ‘No time for excuses, Mr. Connelly,’ said the deep male voice. ‘You have more important things to do, like getting my money. Just so you know because of your error, I will be unable to let poor little Cassandra speak to you. I was so hoping to let her hear your assuring voice ….