Hannah was lying naked on the bed, resting after her exertions. My husband left us while Anne continued to work on my cunt. Seconds later my husband a...peared on the TV screen in the girls bedroom. Hannah grabbed her towel to cover her nakedness. He was talking and Hannah smiled. He walked over to the bed and sat down beside her. I so wanted to turn up the sound and hear what was being said but knew that I couldn't alert Anne to what was happening. They continued talking before my husband stood. ‘Are you seriously trying to intimidate me. Obviously Anna didn’t tell you enough.’ I thought she must have changed her name to the more American version of Anya. ‘What is it you find amusing about this?’ he asked. ‘Let me see, first of all we were attacked and defended ourselves. The fact that we have a better gunslinger than the Atwoods, doesn’t make us guilty of anything. So if you threaten me again, I call my lawyer, Jen in Aster, and we all shut up till she gets here. Now Agent Hall do we. "I had not been aware of any effort in that direction but I decided it would not be in my best interest to tell her that. Instead, I put my empty hand behind her head and pulled her closer for a kiss. She moaned as we kissed, then smiled at me and said, "Good Boy."She grabbed my hand and said, "Come on, Val. They're going to think I got lost, too." You know, technically I wasn't lost," I told her as she led me across the parking lot."Right. You just spent an extra three and a half months on the. My breath increases and everything is quiet around me like a pitcher on the mound during a game. My only focus is him. I can only see him. Feel him. Touch him. Taste him. Smell him. My craving for him consumes me and I spread my legs further apart. He ravages me. I’m pressed flat against the unforgiving surface and I move the massager directly on my clit like a hard cock, with relentless intensity, then slightly retreating, much like his rigid length sliding in and out of my tight slickness..