I was getting too horny to endure much longer, so I decided to quickly take off the rest of the girl's clothes: All of the sudden I opened the buttons...of her jeans and placed my thumbs under the waistband. I paused for a moment and looked up at her face, once again giving her time to say "no". She looked down with big, abashed eyes... but since she said nothing, I yanked her jeans down. I was greeted with bright green panties that had a text in front. I was intent on pulling them down too, but. “Yes, ma’am. Do you like watching me stroke my cock?” “I do, so long and hard you are, Mr. Stone.” As she moves to stand next to the chair, her hands slide up her wet skin. Finding her breasts, fingers playing with the hard nipples behind the wet green triangles. “Would you like to see my tits? The ones you've been sneaking peaks of at work all this time.” Before he can answer, Jen pull the triangles to the side so that her bikini top now frames her exposed tits. She pushes them together and. Take it all in." He threw his head back, fucking my face, as spit dripped all down my chin and onto my tits. I used one hand to rub my clit, the other to pinch and twist my nipples as I watched him in pure ecstasy. I gagged on his cock, but tried to relax my throat as much as possible. After a couple of minutes, I pulled back, stroking his hard shaft with my hand as I sucked on his balls. When his moans started to become louder, I pulled back and stood up. "I need you to fuck me," I said. He. . little slug, I hope you are all right.'A week of hard flying, and Murielle estimated she was finally nearing the lodge. Her heart ached at the thought of what she might find – or worse, who she might not find – but she continued, anyway. Her body grew thin, as she now relied solely on her Phoenix fire to give her sustenance. She was in too much of a hurry to stop and hunt for food.Finally, she felt the faintest whisper from Miranda. She was dying. Something terrible really had happened..