.”Fuck this. There’s no way you’re backing out now, Kitty-Kat.With an unapologetic glare at the older, red-suited doorman, he swung Katrina up i... his arms and put his mouth backwhere it belonged, snuggly on top of hers. Trevor navigated the marble stairs using peripheral vision alone. Thank Godhe was on the first floor. When they got to his room, after having garnered quite a few stares and remarks, he droppedhis arm out from under her legs and scrabbled in his back pocket for the key. We both knew that the scene was set but nobody yet had declared their intentions. The whole construction of it was getting me all hard. I was sure she is all excited too.We soon reached her apartment, a very cozy place. she removed her jacket threw if on her sofa. Her tight satin shirt and knee wrap skirt was just making my night better and my pants tighter. I wanted to just take her right then and there, but we deserved more play and I wanted to get the intimacy at its highest. She went in got. “What’s happening there?” asked they a driver in the next car. “Road is closed today, snow blocked everything. ” Police turned everyone around. “But we need to get to Brucksberry today, complained the girls, is there any other road which is not blocked?”“I don’t know”, answered the driver, “there is one country village road you can try, it is not blocked by cops probably. ” “it starts on the fifth mile marker on the right. ” “But it is not likely that your ‘little car’ can drive through that. If there were someone, a person strong enough to hold me, keep me in this place the wind couldn’t win. I’m feeling the breeze against my skin, through my blouse and skirt, but wait, there’s something else I’m feeling… Or am I? Can it be real? I am feeling your hands on my bared stomach and sides… How do I know they’re yours? Because there’s a rough softness to them that is warm and comforting, comforting like a favorite sweater, just feels ‘right’. I don’t have to look, my body knows. You’re.