In her act of turning, he froze. She stared at his boyish expression and smiled. This was not the coy smile of a young maiden with downcast eyes. She ...tared directly into his eyes and her lips curled over her porcelain teeth. She was a lioness in heat. It was all he could do to stop himself from ejaculating in his breeches."You can give up your ruse now, I know you're following me.” Richelieu’s reverie was broken. He umm-ed and ahh-ed. His attempts at making an excuse were awful at best."What. The crimson lines weave together until both are lost beneaththe red mess of it all, and he stops, panting slightly. The silence is awesome.??????????? Earto mouth, eyes on chest, fingers drawing back lids. Unconscious,but alive. He ponders her stubbornness, doubts gnawing. If she cannot say? But he knows the truth of it, they bothdo. Beneath the veneer, beneath the resistance, he is convinced of it. And shewill tell him as much, one day. She will be humbled, and the apology will lasta lifetime.. As soon as I exited thebathroom, Rachel made herself scarce and I pounced on him. He wasrelatively good looking I suppose, but I barely looked. I tore hispants off, massaged his already half-erect dick to readiness, andplunged onto it. I don't think he was prepared for me, because he justlaid on the couch, trying to keep up with my pounding, and within abouta minute, he was shooting his load into me.As good as the milking had felt in my tits, it felt ten times that goodall over my body when. He hasn't said anything and my mother said that if shedidn't know she wouldn't have either. The one I'm really worried aboutis Mr. Land?" Why?"I couldn't really tell her the truth about what had happened. I know wehad promised to have no secrets, but that was one I didn't want toadmit to myself, let alone the woman I was falling in love with."He's been here before. He's a bit of an old letch," was what I said.Not a lie, but not the whole truth."Leave him to me," she said helpfully."That's just.