Your rear cheeks curve delightfully, and my hands are magnetically drawn to touch them. I feel the softness of your ass. As my fingers separate your c...eeks, prying your sex open to my probing gaze, a bolt of lightning washes the room in a quick burst of white light. In that second, all your beautiful and private secrets are revealed to my eyes and become emblazoned on the hard drive of my brain. It is fitting that an act of nature reveals to me the natural beauty of your sex. All the while I am. In the end I called her sister June in Telford. I thought that Elaine might be there. I couldn't think of anywhere else she would have gone. June answered the phone and the moment I said hello, June began to shout abuse down the phone at me. I never got a chance to say another word. June was calling me all names under the sun. According to June, I was every kind of lowlife I've ever heard of. According to June, I was the Don Juan of the Coach World. I had bedded every courier on the firm and. His eyes roam slowly from her face downward over her leather wrapped neck, over her breasts noting how each breath pushes them out even more, her nipples grow further erect under his scrutiny, causing him to chuckle to himself and whisper to her, “Excited Mine?” She whimpers softly, knowing the question isn’t one she’s meant to answer, the smile that curls his lips full of sinful promises. His eyes continue to move down her body, settling upon the valley between her widely spread thighs and. Sound throbbing through his head and neck. As he tried to move, he realized that he was lying on a slant, his head halfway down into the entrance of the underground way station.Desperate for air, he gasped heavily, the hot, acrid atmosphere burning his throat and lungs as he inhaled. He coughed, and the jerking motion made him realize that he was at least partially pinned down by something. Forcing his eyes open, he gazed up into the bloated afternoon sun, partially obscured by low flying.