Just get your ass back to Staunton and get your girl." What?" She left in this afternoon's convoy. She'll be home by tomorrow afternoon. If they let h...r live." The powerful car smoothly slid next to the curve and stopped."But why are you doing this?" Hundreds of questions flooded his mind.She gave him an annoyed look. "Cause I'm your fairy fucking godmother. Why else?"As Simon scrambled to pull himself up from the low car, she added the kicker. "It's almost midnight Cinderella. Watch your. From time to time the group would talk about something, and I could tell that Tanya was battling her tiredness in the interest of talking with the cute young guy she was hot for. They would exchange a flirty glance once in a while, or give each other a hard time with something, but in a playful way. It was kinda cute. Tanya was drifting asleep here and there, and I could tell that she was still battling the fatigue and body aches from the competition. On top of the tiredness and aches and pains. Was it something he enjoyed in thought before it ever came close to action? My brain told me to take this further. My lips kissed. My tongue licked. My husband gasped. I reached his weak spot. My tongue lapped at his puckered rosebud. My lips sucked on it. I pressed my face deeper between his parted cheeks, and blew hot breath onto his rosebud. I flicked my tongue back and forth across it, and tasted the mixture of sweat and muskiness. I knew that I would do this again, as I wondered what it. "Yeah, s'pose so," he said - both of them almost shouting since the music was so loud. Loud: that was a word Luke didn't like - made it sound crap. Intense. That was a better word. The music was intense, so any communication had to be at the top of their voices. "Not filling up too fast," he said to her, swallowing because of the incredible way she was looking that night - tight, skimpy clothes, perfect make-up - Deaken was such a lucky man."It won't really start filling until at least ten,".