Larissa, Your beauty astounds me, the passion that exudes from you fills me with an unholy desire to taste, conquer and control. I watch you; I see yo... as you truly are: Beautiful, Passionate and Wild . I crave you; the way your eyes smoulder and burn with passion, the sensual way in which your lower lip curves as you smile. I need to see you, just like this, show me girl; set yourself free . PatrickLarissa’s heart fluttered in her chest, as her imagination took flight. The framed sketch drew. Don't deny it you reprobate! I’ll make you pay for that if I see it again you can count on that! Now turn around and if I see that little soldier standing to attention you’ll be in for it my lad!”The vicar turned around and if anything his erection was even bigger.“Stand still!” said Mrs Jones, and she gently swatted his smallish prick with the rolled up magazine. “I can see you have not learned your lesson.” said Mrs Jones shaking her head. “What are you going to do with that ?” The vicar did. As my fingers enter your wetness, your hands returns to the rail for support and slowly slide the robe off of your shoulders, and down your arms until it is pooled about your hands, and your entire back is revealed to me. Without stopping my slow pump with my left hand, I begin to work my way down your back with kisses, until I reach your beautiful posterior. Momentarily removing my fingers from within you, you let out a disappointed moan until you feel what it is I have in mind. Kneeling. “One more thing. Why were you looking into Krista?”“Come now, Senator. You were a lawyer, you should understand,” I chided. “To protect the client, you have to know all their dirty secrets first. And in my line of work, things get very dirty indeed.”Barnes studied me before finally breaking into a smile, nodding in agreement. I doubted it was because he was finally warming up to me. “I suppose so.” He sighed and finished his drink, then stood. “Well, if you’ll excuse me, I have an early start.