To Sioban she said, “Do you mind Sioban if I take your seat next to Ryan?” You might want to go sit on Arthur’s lap.”I’ll be damned, Sioban...thought she WAS serious. Feeling a bit silly being directed in such a way she nevertheless got up, went to where Arthur was sitting and settled her bottom on his lap. Looking back at Colette she saw that she was already smoothing back Ryan’s hair. He was trying to swallow a rather large lump in his throatSmoother than the average seventeen-year-old,. Killing the man would be the easy part, getting away with it would be more problematic. Until recently that might have made a difference, perhaps even have saved Herr Dubert's life, but not anymore. Not since Eva's much publicized funeral in Berlin.Wolfgang no longer cared what might happen after he killed his sister's murderer.He tightened his gloved right hand around the pistol he carried, a Glock 19 fitted with a long suppressor. It was the "compact" version of the Glock 17, the standard. As if reading his mind, she grinned and poked him in the ribs. “I’ve already won this fight. You just don’t realize it yet, so you don’t have to worry about this continuing and maybe causing a reduction in the amount of pussy you get. Besides, I’ve already promised not to do that. I love my husband too much to undermine our marriage with stupid things like that. As long as we’re together, I’ll always be ready to make love with you, and I know that my sister-wives feel the same way. We didn’t. He stood and quickly drew the shirt over his head. Hiking boots and jeans followed to be dropped on a damp rock. Naked they embraced. The kissing resumed at a heated level. ‘I want you now.’ He said passionately. Looking around for a place to lie down he spotted a small area on a slight slope. ‘Over there.’ He indicated with a nod of his head. ‘Isn’t it muddy?’ she asked, ‘what about the twigs and leaves?’ He lay down his cock hard, standing proud. She kneeled beside him, leaned over and took.