You all danced very well last night, but you could have been better, especially you, Michael. You need to be physically stronger to make both of your ...ance partners look their very best. Still, I’m very proud of the three of you,” I said.“Should I start working out a little, Dad?” my son asked.“Wouldn’t hurt, but start easy, legs and shoulders first?” I told him. “Then you can start lifting them during routines.”He quickly finished up his Sugar Pops and went straight to the workout bench. I. She explores it eagerly, squeezing me softly through my pants. When she reaches the tip, her fingers stray into the wet spot. She runs her fingertips across it and then lifts them to her mouth."Mmmmm… not bad," she says, running her tongue across her lips.I reach back between her legs, draw my fingertips along the slick liquid on her panties. I’m amazed to find my body shudder with pure pleasure as I lick her juice off my fingertips."You like my taste?" she asks with a naughty. It’s either all in or nothing at all. That’s the way it is.” “All or nothing?” “That’s right, take it or leave it.” She looked deep into his eyes and saw the sadness lingering as if he didn’t know how she would answer. She hated that because of her own doubt—he doubted her. Removing herself from his hold on her, she stepped back. Marcus took a deep breath and started to look away. The corner of her mouth curled and she reached up to touch his chin. “Okay then.” His eyes flung back to her,. “Well, you know, old boy, I figure, now that we’re home, let’s relax and stop pretending we’re model citizens. I say we give in to the passion and let our bodies do the talking.”Susan knew a bad omen when she saw it. Getting up was probably not the best idea, but then again, it really made no difference after all. Slowly, she got back to her feet and stood in the middle of the room shivering. She knew that this was it. Now there was no more hope. No unexpected last-minute saves. No accidental.