The young man was half out of his mind with the exquisite sensation - of fucking his brother's wife and having her respond so eagerly, so perfectly. I...deed, having her take the upper hand, for her long legs wrapped themselves up around his back so tightly that she was effectively able to control his thrusts deep into the hair-surrounded split of her clasping pussy. Christ, he was going to cum any second. A stream of obscenities issued forth from Fran's mouth, obscenities that only served to. Maybe I can get us out of here."She shook her head. "You're a rebel. They g'me a crown for tricking you."The room was barely lit by flickering light that came through a dirty and barred window high on the wall. The girl squinted at me."What'd they do t'you?" Cuffed me about some," I said, feeling at my loose tooth with my tongue.A while later, we both heard booted feet coming down the wooden steps and the young woman stood, smiling. I admired her slim body and proud chin. The key rattled and. ” So he sat, and kept staring at those legs. A plume of smoke rose from the shadows. A hand reached out and picked up a drink, the ice cubes that once swam in the liquid had long given up the fight to now only water down the lukewarm beverage. She took a sip, and took another hit off the cigarette lighting her face just the slightest bit. His eyes were drawn instantly from her legs to her face, and he concentrated hard to make her out. She snubbed out the butt and leaned forward in the leather. "What's she reading?" Jen asked, leaning forward to get a peak."Secret," Brock said. "We had to go with second-rate pilots so she's making sure she knows how to land the plane if they forget."Jen considered him for a moment then gave him the finger."A script for a project she's considering," Meredith explained. "She can't let anyone know what it is right now. You'll find out in a couple of days." Cool," Jen said, sitting back."Why couldn't you have just said that?" Meredith asked."What fun is.