They’re just doing it to impress their friends; and horrify their folks. But a few are too stupid to see the big picture. They’re the ones we keep...an eye on.I was sipping my morning coffee when a wealth of copper curls and a gorgeous pair of green eyes peeked around the door. I heard a husky female voice say, “What kind of mood are you in boss?” I laughed and said, “I haven’t killed anybody ... yet!! What can I do for you Kelly?”My partner takes getting used to. Kelly is arguably the hottest. I arch into it as far as I can. You continue to suck and nibble on my nipple. I feel your hand slide down to my pussy and push my panties to the side. Your finger dips into me and out so quickly. I groan, "no, please, more please". You paint my wetness across my lips and then kiss me, tasting me on our lips. You kiss my moistened lips and gently nibble and begin to probe me with flickers of your tongue. You undo my bra and begin to caress my breasts and nipples while you increase kissing and. You don’t stir, your lids heavy with the exhaustion of making love to me. Every muscle in my body wants to pull you to me and wrap you in my arms so closely you wake to my touch, but I dare not rouse you so late at night. I feel tears in my eyes at the thought of you. What had I done to deserve a man who loves me so much? Who cradles me like an infant when I breakdown, who teaches and shows me the world through eyes so much brighter than my own? You restored my faith in men, the upstanding. "We will need to discuss this, but after the wedding," Brian told us, still somewhat flustered. "Are you ready to move to your cottage?" he finished."Yes," Kell answered, as we gathered the things that we had brought with us. Kell and I each had one of the side handles of the chest and carried it between us. We didn't get more than two steps, however, before there was a shout."What do you have there? Where did you get that?" two very old Senior Masters demanded from the edge of the crowd in the.