..” she trailed off as we heard a knock at the door.We heard a bit of commotion as Randy answered the door, then came into the dining room where we ...ere all sitting with the 3 men from the day before following.“Sit down!” the lead man said, shoving Randy into a chair.Michelle gasped when she saw them. “What are you doing here? Haven’t you done enough!?”“I’ll decide when it’s enough,” the lead man said. “And I want to have some more fun. Tell me, did I hear right? Did you say you and your girls. "Longer than our security staff." Oh really?" Some retired guys can still swing a Louisville Slugger. Most of the security guys say, they don't mind spending a few nights in lockup, if it keeps their friends safe. Besides for the most part even thugs have grandmas." Not a lot worth stealing, and not much call for crack in here I would think?" Exactly, worst thing here are the resident drunks and we help them to their rooms and take their car keys." Sounds like a place I wouldn't mind living.". The intense heat that floods my body whenever I see her, the automatic way I hang on to her every word, forgetting to reply most times because I was too busy just listening to the sound of her soothing voice. My heart constantly ached with the desire to caress her lower lip with my tongue before I kissed her deeply, aching to hear her moans reverberate deep within her as she moved against me… I had endured years of this torture, feeling the deep need for this goddess grow into the monster I. As Tom squeezed my nipple and pulled it, he said this will be our little secret. I could feel my dick press against his hand as it stiffened. Moving his hand up he said, let's get this out of the way. He unbuttoned my pajama top and opened it. I leaned forward as he pulled it off me. Pulling me back against him, Tom squeezed my nipples again. A moan escaped as I felt a sting. Just lay back, Tom said. He'd move one hand down my belly, then up. Pinching that nipple, he'd move the other hand. My.