Was he having sex upstairs? Had he sneaked a girl in the house? That thought angered Sarah. How could he do that after what we've done for him as she ...as thinking. As she listened intently, she couldn't hear a female voice. Only Patrick's. If he wasn't having sex then the only conclusion is that he must be masturbating upstairs. This angered Sarah especially as she can clearly hear him shout a large moan as he must've climaxed. This angered Sarah more as the c***dren could've heard him. She was. She seemed totally engrossed in the action on the screen - especially the way the female behaved around the man.Etan smiled at her attention to the movie. He moved his hands down to her shoulders, and she looked up at him giving him a smile before returning to the movie. His hands moved down to her tits, and he began toying with her nipples as she watched the movie. She laid her head to one side resting it on his arm as he occupied himself with her hardening nipples and full firm tits."Play. When I kiss your long neck it yields. Yields to the kiss it receives. I kiss you under the chin and you tilt your head back. Opening up. Surrendering. Exposing your throat to the deadly bite. It doesn't come. Instead, a gentle kiss.I kiss my way down over your round shoulder. Your hand can no longer posses my chin. Your hand rests against my back. Caress it as I lower myself down your curved stomach. I feel your muscles knot as my soft kisses tickle you.I see the pocket in which you navel is. "He waved away my apologies and leaned forward. "So... dessert," he mused. "What's your poison?" I'm a cheap date. Ice cream, chocolate or anything of the sort." Passion-fruit panna cotta?" Mm," I considered. "That does sound nice." Sold," he replied. "And unless I miss my guess, an espresso as well." How'd you know?" You mentioned coffee the other night, and you clearly like Italian food. So I guessed you liked coffee too." No, I don't like coffee." I smiled, innocent and wide-eyed. "Coffee is.