Hate is all that he can feel towards her. The sounds of his colleagues talking to each other seem to disappear, and some sort of blurriness takes over...the room, leaving him and her alone.Darien interrupts Philip's focus."Gentlemen," he says, smiling. "Thank you all for your presence. Agatha, the Associate responsible for the Transports Ministry project, has something to say."Agatha looks away from her laptop. Her sight runs through all of the programmers, and, finally, her cold gaze locks on. As she was putting breakfast on the table, she sawJerry coming. She gave her son a smile as he came in,sitting down next to his father, giving him a sheepishlook. “Morning, Mom. How are things?”“All right, I suppose.”“Hi, Daddy,” Jerry said, “Good morning,” Fredrick said, Still in her robe, Abigail sat across from her husband,and they ate in silence. When Fredrick finished, hescooted his chair back, stood up and left to dress upin his room.As. I move my mouth along your body, our lips meet with desire. My fingertips trail on your naked skin and over your underwear, pausing, sometimes to feel under your panties for the wetness and to teasingly rub your clit. You undo my belt and pull at my shirt, I yank it off. I start kissing at your neck, sucking on your throat, moving over your shoulders, down the neck line of your top. My tongue moves over the curves of your tasty breasts, sucking and biting at the now available skin. We stop,. Your wet lips part as you slip along its length, wetting and lubricating it while you rub yourself off on my erection. Reaching up i grab your boobs squeezing them while pressing on your nipples with my thumbs. You reach behind unclasping removing your bra, allowing me full access to your breasts. The feel of your hard nipples against my palms increases my ardour. I begin to pinch and pull on your nipples, squeezing and stretching them with my fingers, wanting them in my mouth, to suck and.