So what do you want from the bar? I could use a drink." "A vodka on ice would be just right," Martin replied. Danni pushed herself away from the raili...g, turned and walked into the room, over to the bar. Martin watched, transfixed on her hips as they swayed with total sexuality. "She's doing that on purpose," he thought. "Martin... I'm guessing it's not Marty, by the way," Danni said as she handed him his drink and they settled into their chairs. "I never liked the way it sounds," Martin said.. Totally regret it," Bruce chuckled. He wastrying to joke."Come on, hon."? Miranda shook her head."That's just lame, dad;" Kimberly squinted her eyes, moving away fromher father's embrace and punched his shoulder lightly. That madeeverybody laughed. Then, in a spoiled, yet cute manner the autopilotKimberly swayed to her mother, reaching her arms and hugged her waist. I could smell the sexy scent from Miranda's body. Under normalcircumstances, where I took control of Kimberly's persona, I might. “I’ll run into town and pick up better supplies.”His eyes were almost closed but he looked at her and said no. “You better not go anywhere for a while. S’okay, though. You’re good here, right?”The tremor in her hands got worse but she kept making stitches while she asked what happened.“He’s gone. They won’t find him, but I figured you’d want to know he’s gone. And that stuff you wanted – that stuff in the safe – it’s in the trunk of your car. Damn I could seriously use a nap about now.”The. I loved the way her eyes widened and her face took on a faraway look. There was no protest there and I would continue to move my finger in and out of that welcoming opening and up to her clit and back again. She would part her legs wide and whisper to me, ‘Please…it’s good.’ I would kneel between those welcoming thighs and place the head of my cock, her hand still holding it, at her entrance. I would rub my cock up and down her valley, letting her warmth and wetness ease the way. I would feel.