He cracked open a nearby water bottle andtook a swig, swallowing the contents and showing his empty mouth toGabriel. "See, no worries?"The gesture was...good enough to sway the young man. He picked the bottleup and popped a pill in his mouth. Marco offered him the bottle of waterbut he declined, opting to swallow the pill without any liquid."Good," Marco smiled, getting back up to check the lighting. "You shouldfeel the drug kick in pretty soon."Moments later Gabriel began to shift uneasily on. Her tongue hungrily revelling in the tasty honeydew washing over her tongue and lips from the beautiful flower. Her eyes only briefly opened, with the majority of her vision taken up by the incredible sight of Wondie's glorious bum, and with a long sighful moan, her eyes rolled into the back of her head as they closed again, and experienced Diana's delicious flavours overwhelming all of her senses.Wondie, who was absolutely loving every little touch, every little flick, every little wiggle of. I sheepishly replied that she liked rum and orange juice as we stood by the bar awaiting the drinks. Mike suddenly leaned over and quietly stated, "So Bill, does Jayne know you dropped all that money on the Simon's land deal last month?". With a startled look I quickly replied "No", I was confused on how Mike McKee knew about my misfortune. Mike gave a me a sly grin and a wink as he continued, "Yeah Bob Smith over at Landex reality told me about your situation, don't worry though I had all your. ” The reply reads. “I am worried you won’t like what you see & we will no longer be lovers,” Chris replies. “Maybe I should be the judge of that. You certainly know what a woman wants and the most erotic ways to please one,” I reply. “OK, next week I will let you touch & we will see what develops.” Why is Chris so reluctant for me to touch and see him? Surely he can’t be a hideous beast. I spend almost every waking hour imagining Chris. Is he tall, short, dark, toned, blond? In my dreams.