Get to know her. Briana, don't let Marcus leave if you have to sink your teeth into his leg."Briana nodded, placing herself in the doorway. "You, Shaw...a, I want a word with you." Elspeth grabbed her arm, half-dragging her away."Why can't I say sorry, El?" Shawna whispered, as they moved through to the kitchen. "I know it's not enough. I know that, but it's a start, but... I just can't even push that out." Are you sorry?" What? Oh, God, of course I'm sorry." You hurt Marcus. You're sorry for. " I said."I hate to admit it, but I'm developing a taste for grease," Gwen admitted. "Are you up for the drive or should I chauffeur you around." I took the hit in my left leg, so I can drive I think. If I get in trouble. I will take you up on your offer." I replied."Okay but for God's sake be careful, we have a lot invested in you." Gwen said."Ah, so I'm the meal ticket now. That's okay you guys earned your keep on the last couple of jobs ... I would rather have had Mike on the last one. She washed her face before taking a soapy washcloth to her body, freshening herself from ankles to throat, paying special attention to the moist, humid areas such as her armpits and her sex. Afterwards, after she’d dried herself and applied a lightly scented powder, she felt a thousand percent better. She looked at herself in the mirror; her own worst critic, but even she had to admit that she still looked awfully good at the age of thirty, trim and fit, her stomach flat and toned and her ass. Take me fast.” I pulled back until just the head remained, then drove back down into her. She squealed and wrapped her legs around me. OK, this was not “making love”. We were rutting for release. I began hammering her like a piledriver, feeling her juices drenching our pubic hair and my balls. Every slam against her clit brought a grunt and groan from her. Fingernails drug down my back as her heels beat against my buttocks to urge me on. I had most of my weight on her, nibbling on her.