I think you might be the one. Am I one hundred percent positive? Well not yet, but do you ever really know for sure? Is it an innate knowledge? Some i...stinct that we are born with that says, ‘Yes, you are the one!’ The fact is we haven’t slept together yet. There is no doubt that we both want to take the next step. Our scorching hot glances at each other and our searing kisses leave little doubt. Sometimes when you hold me close, I can feel your erection straining against me, a testament that. I received a call from Patricia around noon of Friday and she asked if I was still driving them tonight. I told her I was looking forward to it and she said the plan was to pick them all up at work at 6pm. She went on to tell me I would be dropping them all off at their houses later that evening. I arrived around 5:30 pm and got the Van ready and cooled down since it had been in the 80’s all day. At 6 pm the three of them loaded into the van and let me tell you they were all dressed to kill.. She sat down holding the opening in her hands and I followed instincts and stepped into it. Tara pulled it over my thighs and over my waist and tied it tightly just above my bottoms, just above enough to cover my ass. It was quite below my navel. I asked her to pull up little more but she told me that it looks great. I want you to look beautiful and sexy. Then Tara adjusted my bra a little! bit.She lifted it up a little bit and then hooked it in the next tighter hook. My boobs became tighter. You seem to have some good use for me, seems like you're quite comfortable with fucking me?" "Shhhht" hissed the voice and the man frowned and stopped for a moment with the constant rocking of his hip: "You have to ask bitch?" he growled in his deep voice and gaver her a look on his throat, which was bearing a fresh scar like somekind of burning loop has worked its way in it. "You almost killed me with that cursed whip of yours, when we approached to rob you!" "I just could barelay save his.