But to my astonishment, she said, “Lisha has some issue with her laptop and wants your help.”I entered her house tensed. She was seating on the di...ing table with her laptop. I went and told her sorry. She didn’t say anything to me. She gave me her laptop and told what the problem was. I solved it within minutes and told her that. She said okay but she was rude. So I didn’t leave her house.She started giving me a lecture that this is wrong. I know this your age where hormones act blah blah. At. I'm not going to make you pregnant." You are right. You're not going to make me pregnant because I am on the pill. Let's get in the back seat."With that we climbed into the back seat. I finished undressing and looked over at Ashlyn as she was removing her socks, shoes, and small booty shorts, revealing that she wasn't wearing underwear either. Her pussy was, like the rest of her body, perfect. A tight pink mound, and her clit was starting to poke out from it's hood and I could see a definite. He was out of bed and ready to go in less than two minutes. Six years running black ops in the jungles of Latin America taught him to wake and respond at the slightest hint of trouble.His men were trained to sleep lightly. Max ran drills at all hours of the night to keep their instincts honed and sharp. Tonight they wore black urban assault gear and watched him with anticipation.Their faces were painted black to complete the pack's nighttime stealth abilities. Most carried a Heckler and Koch. A smile played on her lips as she realized she had thought of the word "owned" when thinking about a husband. C was more handsome in the nude, she thought. His eyes are focussing everyywhere but near the three women, i can check him out as much as i want", she thrilled. She looked at his well-built torso and shoulders before looking at his legs, saving the best for the last. She looked directly at his genitals, watching them twitch spontaneously every few moments. It hung over what looked like.