“Cunt.”“Harold.”He groaned at the unfairness of life, swung his feet to the floor, strode into his bathroom and peed for an hour or two. Came ...ack, glaring at me, “What the fuck is it this time?”He hadn’t washed his hands, but at least he’d flushed.“You’re a volunteer in Winter’s Brigade. You’re going to find a woman for me, Harold. Lina Paloma. Colombian. A mother.”“Fuck I do that for?”I didn’t answer. Our Harold knew exactly what he’d do that for. Thanks, Daddy.“Leeny Pa-who?”He was stalling.. We finished setting up quickly and he invited me in for a drink. His rv was a bit larger than mine, with a king size naster bedroom, with 2 baths, and a very comfortable sitting/ dining area. John went to go take a shower and I made a couole drinks for us. When he came out we had a drink and he told me about a couple people he had met locally who were always interested in getting together if I was interested. He had invited this guy Steve to come over this evening, as he thought I might want to. "No, this will be good." I laid back on the bed. Spreading my legs, I turned on the bullet and rubbed it through my engorged pussy lips,moistening it before pressing it against my clit, throbbing in anticipation. I moaned, low and guttural as the buzzing toy began towork on my clit. Shannon looked on from the bottom of the bed, a smirk on his face. His eyes jumped from my face to my cunt to my tits then back again as he slowly rubbed his hard cock absently.I closed my eyes and let the feelings. Love at night, the middle of the night, should be an amazing act of love, even though I am seeing a side that requires me to be rougher with you. It’s something I want to do for you but only by catching you off guard when you least expect it. It has to be spontaneous but passionate. You will get that. You had better be watching your back because I will pounce you when you least expect it. I roll things through my mind and take into the entire act that I want to do, planning it out, much.