Yeah, it might be easiest to just leave a quick message then.I walk up the path slowly, admiring the well-kept grass and the stately old elms. Quite a...change from the weedy lawn I never seemed to keep up with, and the skinny new trees of vague origin that graced the front yard of our little house on the cul-de-sac. I begin to wonder if I should have purchased a flowering plant instead of the cut flowers I’ve brought her. Too late now, though… too late for lots of things.I steady myself with. Clearly she'd just showered, and he could see the fine drops on her legs and the damp sheen in her black hair. He was reminded of just how beautiful she was and his cock strained to escape from his jeans. She seemed frantic about something on the phone, and he tuned in to her side of the conversation:"Damn it... Of course i know the risks, and I need you to execute quickly... I know that, but if we don't move quickly, Sam will see that it's missing... Just do it. There's $400,000 or prison at. The whole apartment complex could have been watching us, and for all I knew, they were. She began thrusting her hips into me. I met her in the middle and the shockwave shook the couch. It creaked and made us both stop. We looked at each other. My eyes were just beginning to adjust to the dark. "We should finish upstairs," she said, wide eyed. I nodded in agreement. She took her shorts the rest of the way off, and led me by the hand upstairs. We went into the spare bedroom and she locked the. What a heavenly torture!"Touch me, Bill", she whispered. "Don't you want to touch me?" She kissed me deeply as her hand increased its pumping motion, moving in agonizingly slow but insistent strokes. Her pace quickened even more as my fingers went to work on the buttons of her blouse. Soon her top was open, revealing those tantalizing curves I had been fantasizing about.I anxiously fumbled with the clasps at the front of her bra, my hands trembling as if I were a nervous high school kid. I.