Michael groped her breasts, as he rolled her onto her back. His hands wandered from her breasts, to her shoulders, and down her sides. His right hand ...lid into her panties, pulling them down slightly. His fingers played and pinched her clit. Chelsea started to moan between kisses, her hands wrapped around his neck. Michael stuck two fingers inside her canal. It was warm and wet, and clenched around his fingers. Their kiss broke, Michael moved his lips from hers, to her neck, down to her. The material crammed into her mouth was soaked through and dense, now compressed through so much gnashing of her teeth. She tried to spit it out, working her tongue against the ball of cloth. A frustrated, grating cry climbed to her molars when she couldn’t dislodge it. Her thighs tensed, desperate to close, to protect her most private parts, and through it all, her back still stung enough to keep the tears steadily rolling down her cheeks. She lifted her head, shaking it in a frenzy when the. I assure you, this really is the only reasonable course of action available to us."Alani could tell that he still wasn't convinced, however, so she recalled the effectiveness of the tactics she had used with the shipping manager, and felt compelled to take similar action here for both of their sakes. Subtly pulling down her blouse to reveal a bit more of her chest, Alani made her way around Mr. Davidson's desk for the first time, placed one delicate hand comfortingly on his shoulder, and. Not bad. The red is a bit bright though, don't you think?" Get used to it. It was all they had," she replied."Where we headed?" I just had to ask."To your new home," was the reply.We wound our way down a narrow, twisty road towards the ocean. I could see a secluded beach house at the end of the road. Ilene pulled the car up to the house and turned off the engine. "We're here," she announced.I grabbed my bags and walked inside. The living room was spacious with a large ceiling fan quietly.