"I paused for a long time before I answered. "Gary doesn't think about things like most people. He may well try to coax Malia into bed with him, but t...e next night, he's just as likely to try to coax you into bed with him. Unlike most guys, it's not that he's just a letch. He really loves the women he's with, and he'll do anything for any of them. He's never just trying to score. He wouldn't have made love to you if he didn't really care for you. And he's a really good judge of people, so. So I knew how to make it fast when I had to, and now was one of those times...Dreading the sound of people that would herald interruption I flicked and teased my clit faster, feeling my hot juices all over my fingers. I could feel that tell-tale heat building in my pussy as I desperately rubbed my little button, the pleasure so intense that I could barely keep myself from moaning out loud. Suddenly my hips bucked a couple of times and I was there, my whole body tensing as I had an orgasm that. ’ Yet her gaze remained fastened ahead as she was determined to be on her way. Of course upon realizing that she would not stop for their catcalls their terms of endearment quickly turned insulting and degrading, in a heartbeat she’d went from ‘baby’ to ‘bitch’ and ‘whore.’ Yet she never broke her stride even when she pulled her pea coat tighter around her small waist to fight the chilling breeze.Eventually the street narrowed and the people dissipated as she neared her destination. She. My eyes snap open and meet yours just as you begin to slide your hand between my legs."Oh my God, fuck yes, Sir! Mmmmmm, yes, please!" I beg him, panting and quivering with raw desire.I can't keep quiet any longer. The feel of your fingers in my wetness takes my breath away. I gasp, and you smile at me deviously."You are always so ready for me baby, so fucking wet, I love how you respond to me." A groan, low in your throat, echoes deep in the marrow of my bones.You bring a wet finger to my lips.