She laughed, “That’s why I lent them to you.” “I’d heard them before.” “Then why’d you borrow them?” “Different recordings.” ...She laughed again, “I figured you were sweet on me after you lent me the Chausson.” “Yes, you read me right.” “So I made a little hint.” “And when I didn’t immediately take it...” “I gave you a bigger hint.” She giggled, “God, I felt like such a slut, but I wanted to know yes or no before you left.” Eventually I was hard again. She stroked and kissed me as I. Tre texted one last message: Txt me when U get there, then grinned as he snapped his phone shut. He headed toward the coffee shop, his mind already whirling with images of Brittanys glorious ass that would be his for the taking. Brittany arrived at the coffee shop on time, looking around to see if Tre was anywhere nearby. After a few minutes of searching, it was clear he was nowhere in sight. Brittany pulled out her phone and began to text. Where R U? It only took a second for Tres answer to. " I put the pick aside, its tip blunted from hammering the stone window frame and grasped the two bars in my hands. "Stand back." I exerted my stronger than human strength. The time for subtlety was gone.In the back of my mind I thought, "This is a fine mess you've got yourself in Bridget. An agent of Allan Pinkerton's Secret Service and a trusted one at that, breaking a notorious female Rebel spy out of jail. Well, a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do."This had all started prior to the. You can ride me anytime you like'.She giggled as i realised what i had said.Then looking straight at me she reached over and grabbed my crotch.'It looks like you have the perfect ride'.And releasing my cock from my trousers she gasped in shock.It was soon me that was in shock,however.She lifted up her short skirt,and pulling her panties to one side,she straddled me,and eased herself onto my stiff cock.She then began to ride up and down on my cock.All this while parked in her driveway.She.