.. with hope.Ian had met Nicholas face to face several times over the years for varying reasons. It was understood by both men that they were opposite...poles of the same divining rod, it was a given that they hated each other, but there were times that required them to interact and this was one of those times.The attacks on Michael had gone from subtle to iron fisted too quickly and there was too much of a chance for collateral damage to those both in his employ and those he loved to not stand. He grips the cheeks of my arse, controlling the movement of our bodies. ‘Slow and steady wins the race, sugar!’ he grates out as I attempt to quicken his strokes. He’s driving me out of my mind with the careful, controlled motion. All the way in, hold it and undulate hips. Slowly out until the head of him almost falls away from me. In again. Out again. Until, Halleluiah, he picks up speed and commences to pound himself into me. I raise my mouth to his and kiss him deeply, tongues once again. Maybe jail rubbed off on me more then I thought. I thought the worst."Melanie was still drunk and sleepy, "So now you don't like my clothes? Well, here, this one is yours!" and she pulled her shirt off, exposing her milky jugs. She was not wearing a bra. She rolled to her back and hoisted her hips upward towards him. "Help me out of these jeans will you?" Lee reached down to tug at the ankles, while she pushed down at the waist, while just catching her panties before they slipped off as well.. The clock showed that, indeed, some forty minutes had passed since the ordeal began.Snip. Snip. Snip.The next time Max's somewhat stiff cock brushed, through his jeans, against the hand which Lola had replaced on the arm rest when she had gone back to finger-fucking herself, it was harder to believe it was an accident, though he kept on moving as if it hadn't happened. Lola's “Hmmm” detector might have gone off earlier if she hadn't been so busy paying attention to shoving her soaked fingers in.