" I wasn't ready forthis, I thought, but my body thought otherwise. My hips began to grindforward, brushing the folds of my pouting cunt against him, ...hiftinghis thick manhood around inside me. My stomach wrenched, and I gave asoft whimper. "Fuck me," my voice ordered as I bit my lower lip andlooked into his eyes. Ron needed no more encouragement. He began tothrust into me at a steady pace. My stomach did loops inside my bodyand I writhed beneath him, letting out all pitches I could think. I got out of the car and grabbed the bag that he had made for me from the back seat. He did the same and for a brief moment, my greenish blue eyes met his brown, unyielding ones. It made my clit jump and my ass twitch. Even in just his eyes, he was so dominant...I then walked around to the front of the car, meeting him and putting my dainty little hand with its French nails inside of his hand, my fingers interlaced with his. That is how we walked in, getting glances from the receptionist at the. Us,” sniggered Saffie.“So you spent more or less the entire day with this in the girls,” Amanda was giving my cock her most expert fondling, in bed that night, “and now you’re still worrying about them.”“I don’t want to take advantage of them. They pretty much rescued the ice cream project, and probably made the difference to getting the Sundaes contract. There was a lot of competition for it.”“You don’t think they also exhausted you and made it hard for you to concentrate? Anyway they’ve made. She doesn’t have a problem killing people as long as they are the enemy or when a team member is in danger. The bodies are beginning to pile up and it won’t be long before the enemy starts looking for a sniper. “Mason? Status?” she calls into the mic.Her answer comes in the form of a massive explosion that rocks the area including the ground she lay atop.Spencer and Samantha are right behind Nash as the man runs through the halls and doorways like he owns the place. Spencer is about to ask.