You are really nice to be friend . I don’t mind your marital status …She poured out her number and I shared mine , she offered me a drop in my hot...l but I said no as I felt it would be like taking advantage or something , so I moved away myself ….Later in the night around 11 pm I had a message in my whatsapp like ” hi, what you are doing ? ”I saw the message some 15 min later as my phone was in silence mode.Then when I replied back she told she want to sleep and she buzzed away…After that we. His lips continue their assault on my throat, hands vying to pull down my bodice. I grab his face, tasting the pleasure of his desire. Distracted, he allows me to take control to pull apart his tunic to reveal a pale sculpture beneath. I nip at his skin, drawing blood and marking him as mine. He knows better than to return the favor – if we are discovered, he will be killed. My nails leave tracks down his carved muscles that writhe under my touch. He buries his face against my neck and groans. Before I know it, Steve is off me, pulling on his clothes and diving back under the bed.I look around in desperation, grab my pants and sweater, and jump into a closet by the side of the room. It's all I can do to get my clothes on before Larry, Beth and Bob come swarming into the room and find Steve under the bed. They ask Steve if he knows where I am, but he only tells them that it's their job to find me. I think he's just relieved that I'm not still naked on the bed with sperm leaking out of. Her arms at her side, he let his eyes drink in her beauty.Her breasts sat high on her chest, firm in presence, a good handful in size, her nipples growing hard with excitement.“Fuck, you look so beautiful!” His eyes appreciated.She grasped the bottom of his polo shirt and mindful of his injured shoulder, pulled it up over his head. Her brow wrinkled, frowning sympathetically for the large irregular scar at his collar bone.“I can’t imagine the horror of being shot,” she remarked, lightly.