I run my fingers up your spine slowly, digging in and making sure to get the knots once again. Fingers moving in circles as they go, your making littl... appreciative noises spurring me on. I move lower down your legs straddling your calves, slowly digging my fingers into your arse. You push up into my hands. I lightly dig my nail in, still kneeding.I move my hands down to the apex of your thighs, teasing your cunt, sliding my fingers through your soaking wet folds. Dipping the tip of my finger. Taking her by the chin, the man raised Sandy's face and looked her directly in the eyes. He spoke again. To Jim Neilson's amazement, his beautiful, young, step-daughter slowly dropped her hands to her sides. The man before her spoke another command when she started to look away. Sandy quickly returned her gaze to his eyes. The man stared at Sandy for several minutes without saying or doing anything. Then without warning he reached out a hand and took one of Sandy's small nipples between his. End of war. No winners.”“That’s not much of a story. I need to fill twenty column inches for tomorrow morning’s paper. They expect in-depth reporting. Isn’t there anything else you can give me?” I flipped my pencil around through my fingers. I seldom wrote with it but had figured out how to type while still holding a pencil. It made me feel like a real reporter.“Geez, Ramsey! You sure you’ve got tickets for the Superbowl for me? Seems like I’m giving a lot away here.”“On the fifty-yard line. My. He was getting close to climax, she could tell. He was groaning with pleasure almost constantly now and she could feel his cock getting ever harder. Then just as the tip touched deep into her throat, almost making her gag, he came explosively. His warm cum, shot into her mouth and throat and she had to swallow most of it immediately to stop herself from choking on it. She rarely swallowed cum, but thought that he had paid $10,000 for her, so she had better give him what he wanted. She continued.