Were Tom and Luca really the good guys? Did she really have a choice? Could she really trust them? She closed her eyes she had to trust. She thought a...out the way Luca made love to her. That couldn’t have been faked. He did care for her. She needed to trust him.Luca stood there and looked at her. He could tell she was afraid. But she had to trust him. What could he do to convince her? Luca took his hand and ran it against the side of her face. Then he took his finger and ran it across her. The room inside was in shadows, with no light except the natural light of the post-twilight hour. I could dimly see sparse, worn furnishings, typical of the small rental trailers in the park. The place seemed clean, with the exception of several jumbled, overflowing baskets of dirty laundry near the front door. I flipped the light switch near the door, but nothing happened. I moved into the room, voicing a loud "Hello!" Hearing no answer, I slowly moved into the living room. The crying seemed. I tried not to stare, but she made a comment about me taking a picture to last longer and we laughed. Then she said, well now that you saw me like this, at lest you can help me up. So I did. She wrapped her good arm around my neck and I pulled her up off the toilet. Instinctively, I reached my arms around her to pull her up and ended up with both hands around her naked ass cheeks. With her now standing, her pants and panties were around her ankles. We were face to face, and I tried not to look. That… Say it again. Which part? The part youve probably been scared to say for a long time. Kellie, I am absolutely in lo- I couldnt wait for the words to finish before I pulled his lips to mine for the third time. He slid me forward across the sink until our bodies were flat against each other, his growing erection pressing against my panties through his jeans, I couldnt help but grind a little against it. I slid my tongue across his lips until his own met it in exploration. Only a few.