I'm not sure I understand, sir?" Trucking's a pretty stressful job. So while I take care of the business, you'd kind of be taking care of me. You'd be...helping so I can do my job properly, with no tension or stress. Sometimes when you're driving the tension just builds up until it feels like you're carrying a heavy load. I'm gonna need you to help me get rid of that load. Do you think you can do that?"I had no idea at this point what he would want me to do, but I understood what he was saying. I. They made small talk as they sipped their tea Melanie's breath kept increasing almost to panting by the time she finished her dregs Quinton then asked her if she would be lovely enough to come sit beside him instead of opposite of the table she did so quickly laying her head on his shoulder he put his arm around her holding her in tight as he slowly started to manipulate her right breast in doing so he was asking her if she was a little warm and she might want to remove her blouse with little. He had a busy day planned for today. He was meeting with representatives of Lucia, and with the Catamaral.'Fortunately, ' he thought, 'they are separate meetings.'As Jim sat in quiet meditation, a visible beam from a disrupter passed not two inches over his head. It blasted a one-meter diameter hole in the side of the house behind him. Jim instinctively rolled forward off the bench, against the solid lower wall of the balcony. As if compelled by an unknown force, he quickly crawled on his hands. “She's the one to marry though,” Melody said. “No rumors that she's really your sister. No one outside the family has any idea about it. There would be no issues. I'm still your cousin. Might look weird to outsiders.”“You're not mad?” I asked, still studying Melody.“No,” Melody purred and then she straddled my body. She rubbed her shaved pussy on my cock. She rubbed her snatch up and down my shaft. She slid up me. Her juices soaked me. “I get to be the mistress. Mmm, you can fuck me in public..