”“Anymore?” Kenny looked tense, “Hey man, are we going to do this again? I thought it was a one time job. I was so scared in the sewers last n...ght… I’m not doing this again.”“Didn’t you see how easy that went?” Bill is unconvinced, “…and the money? Come on man!”“I don’t know… I’ll have to think about it.” Kenny’s confusion showed on his face.“Yeah man, we’ll find a better place and we’ll be more careful next time.” Haas tried to convince Kenny.“Yeah… the money is good,” Kenny said, “we can try. “I’m William – but call be ‘Bill’”. “Bill,” I responded. “My name’s Paul.” He looked even more attentively at my bulges, and calmly asked, “Paul, eh? But what do I call you?” My face felt as though it was sunburned – but I don’t think that was the focus of his attention. “Sorry,” he said. “If I can have a little milk, perhaps I can call back later – when you’re more prepared for visitors.” “Yes,” I said, getting some milk from the fridge and handing it to him, “that would be nice.” What was I. "Man, you're a quick liar." His eyes glimmer in the glow of the parking lot lights. "Great for role playing games."His lips attach to the pulse point under my ear as his hands begin to roam my body. His left hand delves into my pants and begins rubbing my clit through my panties. I'm sure he can feel the wetness even through the black fabric. The other hand skitters up the skin of my stomach to toy with my nipple through my bra. Too many sensations battle for my attention at once, and my mind. He grinned down at her "aww you don't want to have some fun? I thought this would help relive some stress :)"She shook her head furiously crying out in protest as he began unbuttoning her white shirt revealing her black Victoria secret bra. She blushed deeply as he looked longingly at her bare stomach and slim hips. His hands ran over her stomach up to her breasts gently squeezing them. Moaning she pushed him away weakly his touch was draining her resolve. He slid his hand under her bra.