She has the whole abuse thing to deal with. He has her convinced that if he finds her, he will kill her and that’s a heavy load to carry around, esp...cially when you’re on the run.”They could hear the shower start and Spencer couldn’t control his thoughts. She was naked, in the shower. All that hot steamy water running down over her.“Spencer.”“Spencer!” Sloan called trying to pull his attention back.Spencer looked at his brother, “What?”“You’ve really got it bad, don’t you?”“She needs someone,. .. With a sigh you squeeze my breast through my pj's... I moan quietly, and that makes you push your hips against me harder...your hard cock rubbing on my big ass... I whisper quietly: "Wake up, baby. Come on, wake up", at same time I slowly push backwards with my butt over and over again... You mumble something and kiss my neck... You squeeze me tighter against you and keep mumbling... I keep rocking my hips and slowly you start to stir awake... I rub your neck with one hand and with the other. My mom used to wear business suits and skirts etc and she was beautiful and firm in her decisions. Most of her colleagues used to respect her for her command and for her knowledge and efficiency in work and were scared of her. My mom and me used to sleep in one bed until I was 13 when I reached puberty she made and decorated a nice room for me fully furnished all for myself. My mom sometimes used to drink wine alongwith Khetawat uncle who used to frequent our home very often. Khetawat uncle is. ..”Miller awoke as if from a dream, pushing away from her as his head seemed to clear of the fog that had fallen over it. He allowed her to keep her arm draped about his shoulders, leaning his body against hers for warmth, but he was intent on wresting control of the situation from his furry companion. He couldn’t be seduced so easily, to allow himself to be plied by such an obvious trick would cost him his self-respect.“Don’t get any big ideas,” he grumbled, shifting his weight as she peered.