She wished that she could tell him properly how much sheloved him, but communicating how she feels is something that she hadalways struggled with. Al... she can do is tell him that she loves himand how proud she is of him. He will just have to believe her. If not,oh well.Bobby slowly regained consciousness in the recovery room with anuncomfortable pressure on his chest. His room was full of flowers. Outof the corner of his eye he caught movement; Bob turned his head andtried to focus. He. It was sitting there twenty feet away. All he had to do was climb out and get it. He waited. He waited for the storm to suddenly rush back, justifying his wait. He wanted absolution from the storm, to vindicate his indecision by showing him he couldn’t have got the bag. But it didn’t. It still gave him the chance. The black bag still sat there. Nothing moved. Not a thing. He could hear his own heartbeat, feel it in his temples. He could almost sense his blood moving around. His fingers. Jenny was left stunned by the detailed instructions, like it was a lab experiment or a doctor’s prep sheet before a surgery. As strange as she thought it was, she followed the instructions to the ‘t’. She was just too curious to see where this all went. She placed all the truffles she ordered in a cupboard in the kitchen. They looked so good, that it took all of her strength not to rip open the plastic to get at the chocolate. Each round truffle was topped with a dollop of colored decoration.. Kim kept riding his cock, going for another body trembling orgasm. James feeling pussy juice flowing down over his balls, Kim's pussy dripping like a faucet. After a pause to catch her breath, Kim rose up off James lap. Looking into James eyes, she leaned over, breasts hanging as they filled James hands, Kim kissed him with loving passion. Lowering herself between James thighs, a grin on her face, her beautiful green eyes looking into James eyes, she took his hard wet cock into her mouth,.