I gestured her to the open door and, putting my left hand on the small of her back as she passed by, directed her into the garage. I caught a whiff of...light perfume as she brushed against me and went through the door. The scent awakened a lustful feeling in my groin.She gave me an envelope with the rest of the cash, and I gave her the paperwork for the car. The entire time, our eyes were locked in a playful embrace, the blue in hers becoming brighter and gleaming. The air in the garage seemed. .. and it wasn't fast or pretty.Then she wasn't quite so attractive.One of the leftovers couldn't understand that that red oak heartwood staff was the match for his local made sword and got both knees broken for it. She let him live ... but only after she took everything he owned. It was probably a mistake. But he was just a kid and maybe he'd learn something from it.When it was clear that the "might makes right" folks were on the wrong side the survivors started vacating the building by any. I moved my hands down to my hips and grabbed them hard as well.I couldn't stop jiggling to save my life either. He looked back at me from time to time, but either way, I felt his tongue licking me down there, and it was almost like poking at me with the needle. Although, it was the most pleasurable pain I could imagine.He kept his hands on my thighs and held me as tight as he could. That was never gonna be enough, though, whether he held my feet, legs, or wherever else, he was brought a gun to. These beds are dreadful." Tell me about it," James replied as he turned to greet her. "I felt like I was laying on a slab of granite."He stepped back toward the bed and offered his hand to her."Stiffness aside, how are you feeling Mistress?"She took his hand and stood from the pitiful bunk, her leather boots hitting the floor with loud taps and her lungs filling with air as her dark hair flowed outward. She pressed her body against him immediately, her hands caressing his sides and back as she.