My brown Aeropostale polo and the green cami beneath slide up my taut stomach, revealing my soft flesh to your appraising eyes. The buttons have come ...ompletely undone at the top, showing the tops of my breasts to you as well as they rise and fall evenly with my soft, even breathing.I wake up slightly when I feel your hands gripping my slender hips, a soft purr escapes my lips as I arch my back causing my supple tits to thrust out further than before. My pink bra barely contains them as they. You're the prettiest woman I've ever seen. When I saw you in that airport six weeks ago, I felt like I was getting a second chance."The blood started to pound through my veins."I think about you every night when I go to sleep," he continued. "I miss you. I miss holding you. I miss talking to you. Hell, I even missed you grinding your teeth in your sleep. I'm thirty-six years old and single, Mel. I've spent my whole life waiting for the right girl to come along and now that I've got her, I don't. Whoever this was with the hands noticed, and I felt the first zip of arousal when he clamped on to my nipple and began rolling it between his finger and thumb. When his mouth found the other breast, he snaked out his tongue to taste it at the same time another pair of hands slide down my torso. I know I shouldn’t enjoy this, but I’m starting to feel that familiar pulsing between my legs. It’s the same place that I am starting to feel moist. The car is still moving, but my captors have me so. "From now on you will not turn away from our gaze when we have your attention and you will every time refer to us as Wizer Joanja, or Wizer Goovar. Is that clear?!"Goovar helped me up from the ground. "I understand... Wizer Joanja."Joanja turned around, leaving Goovar and me alone. "Don't take her the wrong way, Amram, she seems not to care, but instead she does. Although there might be one objection from her side, she cannot speak of it, as it will judge her to be unjust." What injustice might.