’ He handed her his handkerchief. She dabbed at her eyes. She half smiled and sniffed, ‘I miss my baby so much, I am afraid for her.’ Jeff snarl...d, ‘I’ll kill that motherfuckingcocksuckingsonofabitch if I get my hands on him. Sit down Angie. Boss, let me do my thing with her. Come and get her in thirty minutes, then I’ll need to see her again sometime this evening or tomorrow. Send coffee and sliders I’m here ’til I find that motha’.’ Andy left the room as he heard Jeff say, ‘What is his full. She felt a twinge of embarrassment at how hot and bothered she'd gotten kissing Brad in front of a roomful of people at Terry's party, but it wasn't enough to make her regret what she did. She had never in her life been kissed the way Brad kissed her, and she wanted nothing more than to have Brad do it again.She wanted a wild night of sex with him before her husband Bill arrived in the morning on the red eye flight from California. She had never been like this before; it was shocking to think. Your hungry pussy elevated ever so slightly…beckoning me. Your smooth legs, slowly beginning to part. You've guided my right hand to your clit and you're gently showing me how you like to be touched. Pausing ever so slightly just atop your trimmed vulva, I feel myself quiver with excitement and anticipation. My cock is simply throbbing against my stomach, as I struggle to remain under control with you…Pausing at your tender breasts, I lick and lather your exquisite cleavage, as your left hand. I might as well get the whole story, though. "And last night?" I asked. "What was your dream last night?"They exchanged one of their "looks" before Brenda turned back to me and took a deep breath. "We were in Willie's dream," she began. "She was asleep, and she was dreaming; And we were IN her dream. It was a terrible! It was about... a tree."A tree? My mind immediately went to my own dream last night. This stuff couldn't be real. Things like this just didn't happen.And suddenly, thunder boomed.