The rest was fairly automatic. Especially because I'm perfectly happy to spend time with just my three favorite girls." I waved my hand to indicate th... three girls here, in case any of them were in any doubt. Saying I was "perfectly happy" with just these three was somewhat of an overstatement. I'd prefer some more pretty girls turn up, but I didn't prefer it so much that I wanted any sort of hassle about it. I didn't even want to think about Julia being hassled by it. I truly did want to. His breathing slowed and his limbs got heavy a he drifted off to sleep… she was right behind him. Having never felt safer she slept like a baby. She never felt him wake up. Never felt the gun against her neck again… or the pinch and puff. She woke up in the morning… confused and dazed. She was home in her bed. A glass of water was by her head on the table. She was still naked. She was sore in places. She was alone. Going around her place nothing was wrong, the door was lock. She looked at. It really is.” “I remember it well, the first moment I laid eyes on you,” I ventured, waxing romantic. “I’d never seen such a vision of loveliness.” Looking more amused than flattered at the remark, she grinned. Then she averted my glance and leaned forward. Seduction had always been second nature to her, but she was always tactful. “Would it be dreadfully forward of me to propose that we continue this discussion upstairs?” My spine tingled and the blood rushed to my loins. “Lead the way,” I. "Who said anything about fair?" she asked as she pushed my shirt aside flicked her tongue across my nipple, sending little electric shocks through my body. She sucked my nipple for a minute or two, wiggling her hips against my cock, straining in my pants."I told you," she said, buttoning up my shirt, "I am willing to settle for what I can get." And she kissed me again and stood up. "But, we have work to do young man," she said in a stern voice, "and I cannot get this monster to cooperate," she.