Liking what we see in the mirror. I am so fucking happy to have her in my life. And to be in hers.She has always preferred the aggressive role. And I ...ove her hunger. She’s a tiger between my thighs. Good thing the walls in the old Wrigley are so thick. Floors and ceilings too.“Now you’ve listened to my story Here’s the point that I have made Chicks were born to give you fever Be it Fahrenheit or Centigrade”Sometimes I flip roles. Attack her. Vanessa doesn’t seem to mind. A lot of those times. .oh God!" I screamed as I saw flames start torise from the bottom of the car."Sir! What's going on?" Um, there are flames going up the side of the car! You have to help!" Sir, emergency responders are coming. They should be there in fiveminutes." Five minutes? No! The car is already..." Oh for fuck's sake, change already Ned!" Janet screamed in my head."Where the hell are you?!" Sir, I'm right here. You need to take some deep breaths and..." I justtossed the phone aside and ran back to the car.. The Warehouse, well that is simply spectacular! The glass, the layout, the size. It’s like a crystal Palace. It’s just out of this world. But it has me raising questions. I can’t help it, it must be the lawyer in me.The cost? What I have seen so far is pricey. I know that, and I know nothing about construction.That Computer? How did it know that Jon was pouring the wine? It sounded too ‘human’, if that was the right word.The Size? It’s huge! What, for just one guy? Or two, if Jane lives there. As soon as the second quarter ended, we were on the floor going at it. We started off with some very uninhibited sixty-nine that was so noisy we could barely hear the band music over our enthusiastic slurping. Keisha had just the kind of cunt I like, shaved except for a little brown patch and very, very wet. As a matter of fact , after a few minutes of intense cuntlapping, my face was covered with her pussy nectar. Keisha was doing a very good job between my legs, too . I watched her head.