“Just keep doing what you’re doing. Your PR background is really showing and that’s good. It helps that you actually believe everything you’re...saying.”“I do,” I said.“I can see that,” Denny said, smiling. “The audience can see that and I think America will see that tonight. You’re not as polished as a professional actor. You have ... an authenticity ... that we strive for but rarely achieve. I think you and Liz are perfect together.”“Yeah, me too,” I said. “Most of the time anyway. Then she. Laura you are something else.” “I saw the waiter coming and told Greg. He said he would keep milking me until I said stop. It felt so good; I waited until the waiter was almost at our table.” “Laura, I can’t believe you did that, went that far.” “I was still putting my boobs in when he got there; I am sure he saw what I was doing.” Dan was shocked at the story his wife just told, shocked and turned on. He leaned down and planted a passionate kiss on Laura’s lips. Dan’s kiss relaxed Laura; she. You slowly start to kiss me up my body, stopping at my breasts to suck and kiss them for a bit. You’re still fingering me gently, feeling every inch of my soft, wetness. I’m writhing under you wanting so bad for you to take me. You know I’m close, so you kiss me roughly, then go back down to my now dripping wet pussy. You start licking me wildly, fingering me harder now. I run my fingers through your hair and press your face further into me. I’m moaning loudly now and starting to tremble and. He repeated himself, but received no acknowledgement. Steering himself to be slapped, he yanked open the curtain. Linden was curled up in a tiny ball on the tub floor, the freezing water pelting her. ‘What the hell?’ He muttered as he turned the water off. He grabbed her slippery arms and pulled her to her feet. He grabbed a towel off the rung and handed it to her, trying not to look. She didn’t take it from him, she just stood there shivering, staring at the floor. At a loss for what to do,.