I found myself getting a little moist, telling myself to calm down but knowing that it was almost impossible. As I started to move my hand down to my ...anties to check the wetness, I heard a car pull up. My heart beat faster; it was about to happen. Any minute now he was going to enter the house and his hands would be all over my body. The door opened. He stood there in the doorway. His short brown hair a little wet from the rain outside. He looked dashing in his pressed suit. Every bit the. She never misses this even when she is sick.I always thought that she was a homely lady and I wished to get a wife like her. But the shock of the moment came when one day I reached home earlier than my usual time. I had some issues at the college and I reached home by 3 in the noon. I found that the main door was open which was a strange thing as it would never be open during normal times. I slowly opened the door and by the time I called out my mom, there was a loud moan heard from my. But that was all he did. I could tell he was afraid of Maurice. His sudden change in demeanor proved it."Like I said on the cell, this ain't no normal white girl. The vid-man gave her to us. She was his slave, get it?" he said, his voice just shy of sounding desperate. "She even admitted she was his slave! He tells us he don't have the money, take her instead. I tell him he gets another three weeks. Figure we get a little snow-bunny in return, ya know?"Maurice seemed to consider this for a. The smell of my arousal, all pheromones and pussy juice, was instantly thick in the closed tent. My human side blushed. My animal half roared silently. My legs parted slightly and I inhaled through clenched teeth. "Oh, Hellie, you nasty bitch, you," Colin scolded, and leaned over Michael, his hands at the opening of his lover's shirt. With a feminine growl, he pulled the shirt open, spraying buttons to the floor like loose change. Michael's strong, hairy chest stared at me. I salivated. Colin's.