This man shouldn’t be alive. He could see the man’s heart beating!“How in the hell are you still alive?” Caleb asked rhetorically, the questio... startled out of him.The man’s eyes snapped open, and his head swiveled toward Caleb. His eyes were solid black, empty, and Caleb felt a chill when the gaze from those vacant orbs speared him. The terror that had dissipated at the end of the fire-fight had been slowly returning. The prisoner’s attention caused the fear to return ten-fold! Each man. The heaving of her breath mingled with the wet sounds of his finger dipping inside her dripping pussy even as her body trembled against the iron bars. She was panting and begging for more, and he slid another finger into her, his thumb slipping up to rub and caress the throbbing nub of her desire. Dorin slowly straightened, his other hand gliding down her body, his fingers leaving her to trail wetly over her thigh as he stroked her thighs. He lifted her, opening her wide, and she whimpered her. She was wearing it in such a way that more than half of her boobs were visible and as usual, she was not wearing any bra. It covered till her knee and was very lose. I too hugged her and we got in the car and she started driving. I asked her where she was driving to and she said she didn’t have any specific location in mind. She was just driving around. So I asked her to take us to a lonely place where we could make out and she agreed to it. While driving, I started moving my hands on her inner. Now more intimate questions could be asked. Business and less personal questions had been covered at dinner.Rob went first, “Are you still seeing Joe?” ‘Seeing’ being a polite euphemism for ‘fucking’.Cynthia smiled, “Yes, once or twice a week. He’s got some girlfriend and it seems to be getting more serious so it’s not as easy to schedule with him anymore. How about you?”“I’ve met up with an older widow woman since we were last together. She’s not looking for a relationship, just somebody to.