.. or else..." Or else what? Come, show me."The index finger goes deeper and deeper into tight little ass and the pussy drips a cream that gets my fin...ers and her thighs wet.She vibrates, trembles, howls until she grabs me by the neck in search of a mad kiss, she screams at the bottom of my mouth while the little pussy blinks and gushes a strong hot, honeyed enjoyment.The kiss is still intense put wet while she still vibrates, shivers and moans. Little by little she pushes away, sweaty. Sarah came to stay with me on a few weekends. We would drink and make jokes about our childhood. On one night out, with both of us a little tipsy, we started play-fighting in the bar as though we were kids again. We decided to leave, and on the taxi drive home, it continued. She would bite my thighs. I would bite her arms. Harmless fun.... but I haven't been happier to have someone driving us home.Once we got home, I poured us another drink. We turned on Netflix and lay down. It was hot,. She keeps tossing and turning I can”t sleep at all.” she went on. ”Ah I don”t know mom might freak out or something when she sees us in the morning,” I told her. “I”ll just tell her if she asks that she drove me crazy,” Megan said. “I don”t know the bed is pretty small,” I replied. Megan finished peeing and stood up, her panties still hanging around her knees. I couldn”t help starring at her pussy. It was shaved clean. I would have never guessed that I told myself. “You like it,” she asked.. Something they’ve already been told won’t ever happen. The existing companies’ quality checking process leaves a great deal to be desired and Gerry won’t risk the reputations of his companies with such slack workers.The discussions drag on, and they look like they may never end. At one point Gerry has the head offices of his two companies send official notice to the French Government they’ll never allow the manufacture of their goods out of their control. They’ll employ locals to manufacture,.