He collected two smaller minicams and put them all in his holdall. Get cleaned up, he ordered, Dwain, Brooklyn, get her in the bath and clean her up. ...elissa stared, Wwhat? she demanded. They helped her up from the bed and through into the bathroom, Dwain wiped her face and they lifted her into the warm bath and left her there. Sam waited at the bottom of the stairs. He had latex gloves on and was wiping the door handles for prints. He checked that they had left nothing behind. He checked off. I take the hint. We sneak off several feet from the site. She isn't drink at all, she never had a drink. That sly fox. We are surrounded by darkness. We kiss. I lean back against a mound of dirt some might call a hill, covered in leaves and moss. Hands begin roaming. I fondle her chest, pinching and kissing and her nipples, freshly touching the cool night air after I releases them from their lacy prison. She wastes no time at all. She is on her knees, undoing my pants. Forcibly pulling them. ”Did I just turn down fucking two beautiful and sexy young women? I must be more tired than I realized. I barely made it to bed before I was asleep.I was on my back when I awakened. Andy was kneeling over me, treating the wound on my shoulder.“Hi, sweetheart. Ready for coffee?”“Oh, yes. What time is it?”“Christmas Eve, about ten in the morning. I’ll be right back.” She kissed me lightly before bouncing off to bring me that life giving black liquid. Soon, I was propped up in the big bed. Mary. His motions went on perfectly uninterrupted for what felt like an hour. Then, like a change in sudden tempo, he changed his rhythm. A more fast pace 1, 2, 3, 4 was applied. The controlled steady 2, 3 turned into a more forceful 2. Removing 3 from the equation entirely. Burying my face into the bed, I couldn't help but began loudly moan and grasp the sheets tighter as the palm of his hand firmly gripped my tailbone. As he thrusted, his grip on me grew stronger and stronger. Starting to trust.