" said Vincent leaning over toward Jerry. "Maybe I can help you solve that nasty money problem of yours." I don't think so." replied Jerry with a frow.... He reached down, picked up his drink, and downed it in one gulp. "I'm not into men. And I can't see being interested in anything you have to tell me. Why don't you go peddle your shit elsewhere." Hey, bud. I'm not that way at all." said Vinnie. "And you really got me all wrong here. My name's Vincent Martensen, but all my friends call me. A tingle in my spine grows as her lips brush my neck and inch up, kiss by micro kiss, working their way around my jawline, picking up speed until our lips brush, then lock.I shouldn't respond but I do. It's impossible to fight the feverish kiss. Raw. She tastes exotic. Maybe flavoured lip-gloss. I'm consumed by lust, my body a tangle of emotions as our mouths move, tongues extend and entwine. The heat from the fire to my left is nothing to the burning inside me. Our hands begin to roam, hugging. " I will have no idea until tomorrow, Quanta. I wanted everyone to sleep on the news and make their own decisions. I guess we will find out in the morning. Quanta, you have handled money for many years, do you have any idea where a member of the church might hide something like that? If I could get my hands on them, I could make them tell me and take the pressure off of us. Hell, I don't want their money and I would rather give it to them than see any of us get hurt." Jon, I have no idea, not. She by now understood that I was making love. But she became desperate for me. She just tried to kiss me and I resisted and kept on rubbing her waist and tits.She tried to grab my dick but I just left out of reach of her hands and I started licking her shoulders. The chilling weather, my tongue on her shoulders and armpits she was getting crazy and I maintained my don’t touch my dick. I just kept her hands busy by caressing them with mine. I just rubbed my dick now on her thighs and she was.