Moaning and whimpering as you fuck my mouth with an ever growing need. I bring my slick fingers close and run them behind your heavy balls and further...back, seeking that sinful hole. Once there I circle the twitching pucker until I feel it relax and push my sodden digit in slowly, feeling your swollen prostate and massaging it gently. The sound that bursts from your throat is like nothing I've ever heard before, so raw and hungry. I feel you tip your hips allowing my finger more room as I slide. "Who is she?"Before Chester could answer, Em spoke."I've seen you."Chester looked uncomfortable. "Yeah." At the office. The suite across the hall. You drive a blue Accord." That's right." And the restaurant, where James took me. And across from my apartment building. You've been following me."Chester shrugged. "It's my job." His eyes narrowed. "You're not supposed to be here."The girl looked cross. "You said you were a documentary filmmaker!" She didn't stumble over the words, but somehow they. “Ow-Ow, four Sir,“ squealed Lucy. Although the strap certainly stung, to this point it didn’t feel as excruciatingly painful as Lucy had expected, and she began to wonder whether her previous experience following the cloakroom incident had strengthened her resilience, but as Mainwaring delivered another four strokes which barely gave Lucy time to count aloud between them, she was soon to realise this was no time for complacency. Despite Mainwaring’s insistence regarding the name of this. I knew that Magic Johnson’s Michigan State team was going to defeat Larry Bird’s undefeated, Indiana State team in the highest rated college basketball game of all time. I thought MSU would beat Pennsylvania in the Final Four, and that ISU would defeat DePaul in the other semi-final game, but I wanted to be sure of those facts before making my wager.Pennsylvania would have extremely low odds of making it to the Final Four, which I knew would work in my favor for the wager I had planned on.