She reached for his free hand and intertwined her fingers with his, focusing all of her attention there. He looked down at her and studied her face fo... a moment. Her eyes were closed tightly, her pale, beautiful skin flushed red. He was hard on her, he knew, but that was the way he wanted it to be. He felt the desperation in her fingertips as she grasped for his hand. Little beads of sweat were beginning to form on her forehead and she seemed pale to him. He let his hand ease away from her. As I drove her out of the car park and headed out of Mansfield towards the motorway I asked, "What the hell were you doing back there? Do you know what being prosecuted for shoplifting would have done to your reputation and that of Tim's?"Liz looked at me blankly as the reality of what she had done slowly sunk in, and I just drove quietly waiting for Liz to play catch up with her current situation. As we turned south onto the motorway Liz asked, "Where are you taking me?"That was a very good. Brushing a lock of hair out of her face, and back into place, he leaned down and kissed he forehead. ‘I love ye, lass.’ He whispered before straightening. Climbing out of the hole, he looked down at the woman he loved. Maggie had come up beside him, quietly sobbing. Clasping his hands together, he looked at Maggie. ‘Should we say anything?’ ‘Yes.’ He waited for her to elaborate, but she didn’t. So he turned back to the grave and the woman he’d loved, and knew what to say. ‘I ne’re worried. 'I'm sorry' I said, 'I didn't mean to... you know'Jane returned my gaze, looking directly into my eyes. I felt a powerful surge of power come from Jane's face through my hands and head straight for my cock. It was at full mast almost immediately. I looked down at the bulge under my towel and I felt rather than saw Jane's eyes follow suit.'I think you'd better go before I rape you' I said trying desperately to make it a joke.Jane said nothing for a few moments then stood up and faced me. 'You.