I didn't do as well that week as I'd done the week before, but I felt like I'd taken advantage of everything available to me. By the end of the week m...st of the best trading opportunities were gone. It had been an interesting and busy cycle of trading, not to mention a highly profitable period, but it was replaced with a new cycle that had other trading opportunities.Trading was like that. I consistently made about half my total profits over a forty five week span, and the other half over seven. I’m addicted to your taste. I’d be compelled to slide my fingers around from your bottom to your naked, wet pussy lips and push them inside you repeatedly, hear you moan, coat my fingers with your juices so I can suck them and savour every drop of your delicious sap. No doubt there would be too much for me to handle so I’d have to glide my fingers back inside your drenched tunnel, scoop out your nectar and drift my hands up your body so you could lick it from me. I know you love the taste of. Present – Jack – At the cabinI about laugh my ass off! Masha picked up a rock and bounced it right off the fox's nose! Damn, where did she learn how to throw like that? The fox shakes its head, looks like it sneezes three or four times and then takes off running for the hills while Masha continues toward Jennifer's dog. With her problem taken care of I turn my attention back to the killer cabin.I slowly slip my head over the edge of the ventilation tunnel access and son of a bitch! The fucking. Abruptly, Jennifer gets up and slips from the room. Her ass bounces lightly as she steps. “Where are you going?” Spencer calls after her.“Be patient,” she replies over her shoulder. ‘I have more in store for you.” She slips into the kitchen and back out. Within moments she is returning with some items—a can of whipped cream, some chocolate syrup and some grapes.“You planned this, didn’t you,” Spencer says accusingly with a crooked smile.“Well, let us just say that we won’t be getting much sleep.