" I watched as Erika and Bill continued to argue. She pushed him, he slapped her and she fell back into the chair, apparently crying. He shouted somet...ing like, 'do it you bitch or you don't get nothing' and she started to cry even harder. The next thing I knew she stood up and wiped her eyes then started unbuttoning her blouse. My eyes widened as she slipped out of her blouse and reached behind her and unsnapped her bra and shucked out of it too. Standing here in just her skirt she turned to. "No. I won't help you. You're on your own."Tracey pouted, even though she knew it wouldn't help."Can I think about it?" As long as you want. The whole world's frozen, though, so you might wantto wish before you get hungry. Or have to pee," she added."Fine. I get it. OK, forget it. I've got my next wish. I wish I would bein two movies a year for the next ten years." That should cover her."Twenty movies. Two a year for ten years. Wished. One more. What will itbe?"That would handle her profession.. Kneels over him and licks for a while. He's very excited. So am I. My wife, licking and sucking this man's cock three feet away from me. Holy hell. He grabs her by the waist and positions her kneeling on the seat, straddling his legs. He doesn't have to pull her hips down onto him. She takes his cock in hand and guides it to her sex. I can't see this, it's maddening, her skirt covers all the details. From the front seat I can only see her back. But she is pumping up and down, he is pumping up. .”“I really am sorry, Alex,” she said, her voice full of compassion. “Maybe you should get some rest? I know exactly how distressing those notifications can be.”He slumped in his chair, making no attempt to hide his fatigue. “I might take a few hours to pull myself together...” Morgan gave her a grateful look. “Thank you for being so understanding, Lynette. I know I wasn’t your greatest supporter when you were vying to be Fleet Admiral, but I freely admit I was wrong about you.”“Much.