If things don’t work out with Gillian, Angie might provide me with a soft landing. She is beautiful though, and my God, what a set! I am just guessi...g that I could have a magnificent piece-of-ass just for the asking. But, right now my tastes run to girls of the more diminutive persuasion. I start thinking about Gilly, I see her hair being teased by the wind and holding a reflection of the fireworks at the lake. The way she turns her head and smiles so sweetly, her quick wit, and the way her. I cant kill her!" Apparently my mouth had trouble obeying anyone – even me. But i knew deep down that i was incapable of sacrificing Annette for me. "i cant kill her, Mistress," i whispered resignedly. My nerves failed me and my face sagged in defeat. i rocked back and forth on my knees and cried. i knew all hope was lost. Even my tears deserted me, as i unabashedly cried soundlessly to myself. i was doomed! A tense silence permeated the room. No one uttered a sound. We were waiting for. I wore a nice tan herringbone polo with olive khaki shorts and nice tennis shoes. I was going for casual, but a nice casual. It was something a man that was that same age as her with some amount of cash would wear. I was sure she was going to come dressed like a million bucks and I didn't want to embarrass her out in public.After I got dressed I went out to the Sea Ray and started prepping it for a day out on the water. I loaded up some soda and made sure the liquor cabinet was stocked. I also. You were moaning in earnest now, and pressing your hips down pleadingly against my hand. My own breathing picked up speed as I watched you, the look of complete and utter passion on your face. I was so glad that I was the one able to show you such pleasure, to teach you this new mode of expression. I was happier still that I could enjoy it with you. I helped you shed your jeans, and then lay back to allow you to remove the denim cutoffs I wore. You fumbled a bit with the buttons of my shorts,.