She turned to him and he returned his face to a serious countenance. She threw the disk on the bed in front of him. ‘This is what they want to kill ...ou for?’ he asked. She nodded, chewing on the final part of her sandwich. She moved herself fully onto the bed and sat next to him. She had the t shirt stretched over her knees and all that was showing were her small feet. Beautiful little feet. He so wanted to reach out and stroke them, to make her feel safe. Take it easy, Hansen. You’re getting. . it's me'His huge frame approached me as he leaned in and gently pressed his lips against mine and held them there....After what felt like a lifetime (probably about 5 seconds) i found myself kissing back.Our lips began rubbing together softly, mouths starting to open, his tongue teasing mine in a game of tongue wars.His large hands pulled me in to him as he led the kiss in to a deep passionate snog.We were both panting now - wanting more of this, more of each other.He guided me to the floor. The k** started playing as she took out the cloths for washing. We started talking and one thing led to the other and here I am heading to the house and said by the way I wish I can get a hug. She giggled and bent to start her washing then she said go first shower and then I will give you. I got in the house and my cock was hard. I wrapped my self with a towel and as I stepped out of the house she was still bent, By the way can I get a hug before I go to shower? "Maybe but it's not good. ” “Put the heels back on.”She chuckled and walked over to where the heels were and slide them back on her feet.“Shirt and skirt I want those off.”She slowly turned offering me her back and slid out of the skirt. As her arse came into view I cursed softly, it was perfect, round and ample the thong that split her cheeks was as I suspected black; she turned to face me and slowly unbuttoned her shirt, her tits encased by the black lace I had seen earlier sprung free, I could also just make out two.