I still have to live down that night, in her eyes, and prove to her that the guy is not dangerous, but will do it all again to protect her, you, Milli..., Colleen, and our child."I'll put anyone down that threatens us, but I'm not some psycho killer, and Rebecca doesn't fully understand that. If, however, Jack finds out who put the order out to kill my mother, I will put them in the ground, Mr. Bell."At some point, I have to make this all stop. Part of stopping it, is making a statement to these. Stephanie felt his thick manhood through his shorts, and almost gasped at how big it felt. "I'm sorry Jamal, but I haven't got any sex from my husband for a few weeks now. And while watching you work out there, I got all hot and horny," she said, almost matter-of-factly. Jamal looked at her with confusion, "but you're twice my age, married, and I work for you."Stephanie chuckled lustily at him, "enough with the excuses, your a guy and I'm a girl that needs to get fucked hard." As she started. When she reached for the polish, I pulled my hand firmly away. "No." After a brief hesitation, she put the polish down and picked up another tool. Warily, I gave her my hand back and she buffed my nails 'til they shined. It didn't look like polish, but my hands did looked Polished. Now I knew what to give Peter on his next birthday; he'd love that kinda shit.I sat at the nail drying station and only waited a couple of minutes — flipping through an old issue of Cosmo — before Ame joined me. Her. “Are you serious?” he asked. “Is this serious enough?” I said as I stroked my cock through my pants and moved it towards his mouth. He pushed my hand out his way and began to rub my cock through my jeans. “Oh yeah, this is what I wanted, a hard cock fucking my mouth.” He undid my pants and pulled them down; my cock sprang in out in front of his mouth. He dropped the magazine and started stroking my rod. His tongue flicked out and licked the tip of my stiff prick. It felt so good as he stroked.