Naked, Chrissy stretched in the bed. Her long legs seemed to get longer, her breasts moving as she stretched her arms over her head. It was an entranc...ng sight and Ed couldn't look away."Sure you can't come back to bed?" she asked, a mischievous look in her eyes.Ed shook his head, slowly, sadly. "I wish. But I've got to be on the convention floor at 8:30. Can we have dinner tonight?"Now it was Chrissy's turn to shake her head. "Eddie... I can't. I have to go back to Atlanta this afternoon."Ed's. I loved that about her it always turned me on watching her flirt with other guys. So one day as she was riding my cock and i thought to myself fuck it'd be hot to watch her fuck another guy so i decided to see how she'd feel about it.Me:" Babe would you ever fuck another guy like in a threesome if i was alright with it?"Charly:" Huh are you being serious?" Me:" Yeah i mean i think it'd be kinda hot to watch you get fucked if i'm honest"Charly:" Really? don't you think it'd be weird?"Me:" Not at. It kick-started Mary's legs up onto the galvanized steel banisters. {Hips, again. And groin muscles without a 'groin'.) The white bra started lowering Mary around and down the spiral. He-she felt like a stupid magician's assistant.But they, first, had to pass over the woman untangling herself, head down, tail up, on the stairs below. She reached up, and with her outer hand, grabbed the short, pink wrap-around. "I won't let you get away with what you did to me!! I'm too stubborn-Ask anybody. ”Stalokavich chuckles while he smiles. His eyes drop over Sam as he looks her over. “Then you come to the right place, though it doesn’t come cheap.”“When doesn’t it?” Sam asks rhetorically.This causes the gangster to laugh. “I like your attitude. I could use you here.”“Fat chance,” Samantha snarls.“How much?” Spencer asks, trying to turn the gangster’s thoughts back to the conversation about information.“How about a private dance?” Stalokavich asks, reaching out to place his hand on Sam’s.