She frowned and her breathing became labored after a minute or so and lasted for about ten seconds. She dug her fingers tighter into his hair when she...felt him struggling to pull away, thinking he was hurting her. ‘I’m OK, Nuri!’ she gritted hoarsely. ‘Just don’t let go! Keep holding onto me!’ Nuri relaxed but wrapped his arms even tighter around her, feeling the warmth of her hands on his head as she caressed him. He sighed when he noticed that his headache was completely gone, but then. The first set of pictures ended, and they went on to the next. These were ones Jeff hadn't seen, of Allison posing on the balcony of a room overlooking a sandy beach."When was this?" asked Lissa."Our honeymoon," Greg replied. "Normally I would insist on keeping these pictures private, but I think under the circumstances..."Jeff watched with scarcely concealed enthusiasm. The pictures were absolutely stunning, with the glow of the sunrise giving Allison's skin a certain radiance that was very. It seemed like forever before Angus stood. Finally, he walked over to her. He stood, towering before her. She looked up into his eyes and then down at his cock tenting the front of his robe. He was already swelling, thickened and aroused but not yet fully rigid. The look he gave her reflected pure energy and the familiar glimmer of flickering flames. The rush of commanding power from his look washed over and through Erin and made her knees go momentarily weak. “Erin, there is no need to be shy. I ended up with a sprained ankle the second week of June when the Humvee I was riding in hit a buried mortar shell while doing convoy escort on a supply convoy. It simply shredded the tire and axle assembly, and kicked us up and sideways violently, but that was it. On the inside we got bounced around violently, but it only delayed us long enough to stop, rig up a tow, and switch to other vehicles as passengers. We were pretty used to that by then and had it down pat.I swear, I’d rather go.