She held his gaze and then nodded. ‘Good,’ he said, softening his voice again. He reached into the glove box and pulled out his glock. He turned a...d passed the gun to Laura. ‘It’s old, but good. Know how to use it?’ ‘Well, it’s like everything else in your pants and I seem to be able to get everything else in there to work….’ Carl started laughing. Hansen shook his head and hit him on the shoulder. The big man turned to him. ‘Well, you have to admit it was funny,’ he said, still chuckling.. . lick ... uhh ... stroke ... cum ... play with my tits... "Melissa giggled. "Who needs a big vocabulary, right? And who needs to feel anything except nice and horny."Melinda panted, her eyes glazed. "Uhhn ... yeah ... pussy ... play with my pussy..." Oh my goodness!" came a cry from down the hall.Melissa glanced lazily at the sound and smiled. She turned back to Melinda. "And that's what's going to happen to you if keep trying to talk. Or try to communicate in any other way. Nothing but sex. I eventually looked at her face. She was looking straight at me. She was so embarrassed (even in her tipsy state) that she was the same bright red as her cropped jumper, which was tautly covering her wonderfully sizeable breasts. These were slightly swinging from side to side due to her leaning forward and her unsteady breathing. Her glare expected me to turn around and leave. I turned around but instead of leaving i closed and locked the door.I the moved forward and knelt down immediately in. ”“I can’t,” I repeated even softer this time.“I would run the back of my hand gently along your thigh, past your warm butt, and then gently hold it in my hand basking in our shared warmth.”“You are feeling naughty this morning.”Soft laughter flowed over the phone. “You bring out the beast in me, now shh. Where was I? I would turn around and spoon you, causing my heart to race. As I slip my hand under your head and reach out just over your firming nipple, not touching, just over it, my other.