He kisses my slit like he would my mouth while his hands roam my body. It’s true. Standing next to him, I am very petite. His large size seems inti...idating at times, but I know he'd never hurt me. He holds me and touches me and kisses me just right, and I always feel safe with him. Ethan licks and teases my clit with precision only he is capable of. I start to hump his face and he holds my hips firmly, guiding me. “God that feels so good,” I coo and look down at him. His glass hard green eyes. Carrying a large bag and fighting the door. I jumped up to help her and was given a very angry look and she snapped, "I can take care of myself, I don't remember asking for your help." "Sorry I just..." "Well don't, I don't need you or anything with a dick," She bit again. I was a bit stunned. All wanted to do was help. So back to my washers and out of her way. For some reason I was having a terrible time keeping my eyes off of her, at the same time making sure she didn't catch me looking. Hard. “I told both of them to get on their knees if they wanted to live. When they didn’t, I stood and yelled at them and they fell like they’d been shot. I told Henry to leave that instant and if he tried to enter his apartment, I’d shoot him in the back and call the FBI. He ran from the office and I haven’t seen him since.“Carl tried for three days to convince me he was innocent, that Henry had done all this on his own. I hit rewind and stopped at the very spot I wanted on the office recording.“It. My mind raced trying to process it all. Jumping from one thought to another. I lit another cigarette. I thought about the other man. Not only did he take a very sexy woman back to his room, but also a married woman. Right now he's enjoying another man's wife. I though about Karen. Meeting another man, going to his room. Was she still dressed? Was she in his bed? I imagined them in bed. Karen on her back, knees bent, legs spread, kissing him passionately while he thrusts back.