"You haven't heard the last of this," Joshua Cantrell, owner of millions, friend of presidents vowed. He stormed past a nervous Sam who hated all viol...nce not in a movie plot. Sam watched as the enraged man stomped out the door.Mark clasped Amanda's right arm in a tight grip. "Thank you," he whispered. "Sweetheart, perhaps I had better leave with Father. He is a powerful man who will stop at nothing to hurt you."Her heart jumped as she heard his words. "Don't ever say anything about leaving me. He did his best to listen to all the talk, hoping to pick up some tips. The noise and the activity eased his anxiety. It started to feel like a regular Saturday night, and he was only as nervous as he would have been if he was going to make some hot laps in Cindy's super late model.In the shower, after they had lathered up, Rebecca got behind Deana. Her hands slid from Deana's shoulders down to her ass cheeks and back. "Mm, my back has never felt so clean."Rebecca's hands came around to her. I was particularly looking forward to this weekend to kick off the summer since I had planned a wonderful, sex-filled weekend. I spent Friday night with just my husband, which was my prelude to the weekend. My husband and I had a nice relaxing dinner, after which we went for a hike. When we got back, the rest of night was filled with amazing sex. We both pleasured each other in a way that truly defines what making love should be. I awoke on Saturday morning to a great day. I took it easy all. I pushed his jacket off and started tugging his shirt out of his slacks, his hands were busy undoing the buttons on my blouse, I raced through his buttons, opening his shirt at the same time he did mine. We pushed them off to the floor and our hands smoothed over each others exposed skin.I moaned as his hands cupped my bra covered breasts and then I felt him unclasp it and push it off. He cupped my tits in his hands, feeling the weight as his thumbs slid across my nipples. They were rock hard.