He looked like a fish out of the water, but on my insistence, he embarked on the tour. Five minutes later he rejoined me in the kitchen, gushing on ab...ut all the improvements I had made.Seated at the kitchen table I was surprised to learn that he was only three years older than me (thirty-four) because he looked like a man in his forties.Evans’ hands were extremely rough, no surprise given his job, but they were masculine and very sexy. As we spoke, it occurred to me that he was actually far. “I still remember the scene at the house when you ganged up on me,” Molly said.“Put it into context,” Phil said. “They weren’t dating yet. They were still getting to know each other. She had a reason to be insecure. All three of you – well, all four of you – are sexy as hell. She wasn’t sure if your attachment to Tiff was purely pragmatic or if it was something deeper. She didn’t know if Bob was the type to want to ... experiment.”“Fuck us,” Tiffany said.“Well, yeah,” Phil answered with a. But would I if they told me to?I didn’t know if I would but it definitely would have changed my opinion of the warden. I know she said she would do anything to protect the institute but raping somebody had nothing to do with protecting it. That would be pure evil, even if the girl’s actions did cause a fatality.I decided that if the warden wasn’t pleased, I would call her out on being pure evil. You can’t solve anything by being just as bad as the person you’re punishing. That’s like a badge to. So I sat down and started to read.I was shaken out of my daze by a big strong hand rubbing me through my pants; I looked over and saw Kris smiling at me. I smiled back, but he started to go lower and lower with his mouth trailing down my shirt, he made sure no one was looking and started to unbuckle my belt. And he quietly pulled down my zipper and started to pull and tug on my dick, causing me to buck my hips a bit. I ran my fingers through his hair, and rested my hand on his head. I was not.