She knew that. He could probably tear her headboard apart like it was cardboard, but something in her said he wouldn’t do that. Not unless something...was wrong.As she stared at the muscles on his chest, and arms, he lay there, just looking back at her. He was still soft.“How do you feel right now?” he asked.“I don’t know,” she said. “Strange ... weird, kind of.”“Do you feel safe?” he asked.“Perfectly,” she answered instantly.“Do you feel safe enough to take your robe off?” he asked. His voice. And ready.” Her.He felt his essence begin to elevate, even threaten expulsion.“Uh, oh.” To himself.He couldn’t remember the last time he’d had relations with anyone beside himself. He managed to calm the roil, but, the dam would not hold for long.“I’ve wanted you to kiss me for so long, Lo ... Mr. Grant.” As incongruent as “Mr. Grant” seemed, “Lou” would never be ventured again.Her lips were as soft as he’d imagined in boundless reflections thru their years together. It did not occur to either. But I've always felt that the best policy is to make a clean breast of it." With that she quickly unbuttoned her blouse and her bra and took both of them off, continuing to sit perched on the stool with her tits naked for the whole audience to see. There were some grunts of approval and a few coughs. The bidders were clearly appreciative but somehow it all seemed to have fallen a bit flat, though you could hardly say that for Julia's chest."There you are gentlemen," Brian concluded. "Let's hear. I hated being out at all, but Id been dodging a trio of relentless wolves for the past hour and the last thing I needed was to lead them right to my apartment. I could smell them. My nose was ultra sensitive since being bitten and is was both annoying and fascinating. I couldnt enjoy my coffee this morning because of the overpowering smell, but I could smell crazy things like the lust and urgency coming off of three individual men. My knees were almost buckling with need as I took in the.