I love her so much and if you keep doing this, I’ll love you too. But now, let’s get some sleep”She pulled me head down for one more kiss, and i... was passionate. My cock was still buried inside her and I started moving my hips, making it like we were fucking again. She smiled up and said, “Awwww fuck sleep, keep fucking baby.” I chuckled but kept on fucking, for now it was just sex again. We fucked for about 5 more minutes, and just stopped. “I don’t have anymore energy to keep going” I said.. At first it was phone sex in strange hotel rooms every night, and after a while when our timelines didn’t match it was me sending him snapchats of myself masturbating in the shower.For a time, he was always the centre of my fantasies. But, as we began to drift in both time-zones and schedules I started to crave more material to get me off. I would imagine meeting a guy at the hotel bar, he would notice I wasn’t wearing any panties. "Naughty girl" he'd say as I escorted him back to my hotel room. Help, certainly, but barring that, some slim chance of escaping what she knew would be her fate.Bradford wasn't slow in following her. He was already pounding hard and fast on her trail. The girl tried to grab her clothes from her locker, but the man managed to slam the door shut. She barely avoided getting her fingers caught by the door."Don't," he said menacingly. "I like you naked. That way, you won't go running outside for help."She sprinted for the end of the lockers. Not sure what to do. Armand turned his attention to Sharon. "So, what ELSE is going to turn out wrong today? What's the word on Councilman Pedersen?"The camera angle shifted to a shot from behind Armand and to his right that captured Sharon's white face. It was abundantly clear that she didn't want to be in the room with Armand while he was in his current mood. Sharon blurted, "He's proving difficult to pin down -- but I think I might have something!"Armand's glare didn't require a shift in camera angle to pick up.