‘Oh, God, Lee!’ Carol panted. ‘If…if you keep that up, I think I’m going to come! I really think I will!’ ‘So?’ Lee responded. ‘I do...’t see anything wrong with that, do you?’ ‘Lee, I’m driving!’ she gasped. ‘We could have a wreck! How would that look?’ Lee like what was happening and had no intention of letting this opportunity for a new adventure pass. This unexpected development was exciting him, too. ‘Why don’t you find a side road and stop, then?’ he suggested. The highway they were on was. She played the part well, scripted and robotic, just like our lovemaking. But I wanted and needed someone I could share inappropriate laughs over the silliest things, a sense of excitement that goes with breaking the rules. I thought the time Andrea and I spent at the photography retreat was just a one-time deal until we kept in touch over email, text and phone. She became more open about her feelings, her sexuality, and I just had to have her again and again. She brought out this side of me. Her toes curled and she jumped as he spanked her firm ass.She yearned for his touch. Lying down face first on the bed, handcuffed and blindfolded; filled only with suspense, but she yearned to be filled with something more. A finger entered her from behind and she moaned at his touch. He explored her wet little hole with a single finger at first and then two as he pushed her head down harder into the pillow in front of her.He firmly grabbed her ass and spanked her with vigor and intent, only. Igwanda waited until Meier had been fed and put down for his nap to contact Miller on board the Gardener. As he'd anticipated, the major promptly raised a host of security-based objections to their planned excursion. When Igwanda cited his wife's name and authority as the reasons for his request, Miller immediately wanted to speak to Meiersdottir."At one time I recall your wondering about the function of a logistics coordinator," the colonel replied smoothly. "Well, Maj. Miller, this is it;.