His lips meet mine lightly, and somehow he resituates us so that I am sitting on the bed and his body is between my legs. I can feel the warmth of hi... through my thin panties. My breath comes out in gasps. “Do you want to do this?” his voice is rough. I think about how unprofessional this is, but then I realize how long it’s been. I answer with a kiss, gently biting his lower lip. He reaches behind me and undoes my ponytail, and runs his fingers through my hair, tousling it. Good grief, she really was coming down with something. Hopefully, it would only be a 24-hour bug and she wouldn’t miss any school. The timing of this situation was turning out to be rotten indeed. “Rosanna?” Anna said softly, not wanting to rile her protesting stomach further. “I think I have to go to the nurse. I think you’re right. I’m not feeling too well.” This said, Anna fell face forward onto Rosanna’s chest. Only quick thinking and reflexes on Rosanna’s part kept them both from toppling. He motioned her to a seat to his right. "Ask your questions."Warily, Cordoba sat down just as another woman appeared. This one was tall, taller than her and was almost certainly the woman who'd held the gun on her. She was still dressed in black, but the hood and rifle were missing."Oh, this is my wife, Jane," smiled Ken. "You'll have to excuse her -- she gets a bit enthusiastic when we have intruders."That was odd. The last Cordoba had heard of this guy's wife, it was that she was a. Then she squirmed down my body a bit, and the next thing I knew, she'd sucked my nipple into her mouth as if she were a baby. She nursed on it gently, and lazily, seemingly for her comfort rather than as something sexual.But the attention was turning me on, which made me annoyed again. And then I said something spiteful, of which I am ashamed, because I still stung from the night before."Sex with Malia wasn't enough for you?"Her head popped up from my breast, and I could feel her stiffen. We.