In fact, Mattie said the feeling was a weird combination of gratitudeand opportunism. On the one hand, you were the most wonderful andcaring person e...er, treating Mattie like an angel. However, the MattieI'd still refer to as a he, as my crack-smoking brother that Mattie sawyou as a mark, figured he would rob you and that you deserved what wascoming to you. On three different occasions, he almost left you on justthose terms. Those black bags you saw the first morning didn't onlyhave. No luck there. Bad luck that Bunson sat down with two of his friends. Worse luck that SG-1 was eating in the small room as well."Hey Jonny," said Bunson, "did you hear about the new SG team?"Jonny didn't even glance over at Finn, which meant they'd planned this. There were a lot of other people in the cafeteria as well, so anything these three yahoo's said, would spread like wildfire. Worse, if Finn said anything, the gossip would spread twice as fast."Yeah, I heard that a certain black kitty. As he serviced and cleaned the pc, we just chatted about work and the local area, usual chitchat, but as I stood over him as he started connecting everything back up, he kept looking me up and down. He started asking about me, and I told him I was married with two k**s, and answered all his questions. Then he started complimenting me and chatting me up lol.After many sexual innuendos, he asked if he could pop to the toilet. On his return, he walked up behind me and grabbed my waistline with. He pulled it out from time to time and tapped the head of it against her overheated clit just to watch her twist in tiny paroxysms of pleasure. He allowed her this movement, albeit it be brief, by the compassion of a heavy hand encircling her neck and holding her there. Slut. Little tiny slut laboring under his cock that split her open and then went to her mouth so she could taste herself before being used again and again… She sweat for him. Came for him. Cried out for him and fucked for.