I was more than happy and wanted to jump with joy but controlled my emotions and said, yes.She said that she’ll be back in a minute and went to her ...ouse to change. I also brushed my teeth, wore my cleaned nightdress with no underwear and a good perfume.After a few minutes, she came in her nightie with hair in a bun. She had also brought her comb. Because of the golden hair, her entire bun appeared golden and that made my dick give it a salute. She was about to open the bun but I told her not. .. You can feel the mechanics like the bolt action on a powerful rife, slowly but firmly pushing the projectile into the tight virgin barrel. It has Passion, and soul in the way the car fiercely holds you to the seat. Never letting you go, but knowing you are the only one that will take her, Tie her to the road, force her to bend to your will. She Spreads her legs open to only her master behind the wheel. You force the fuel to her hot dripping motor making her work harder, her shocks move her. "You were telling me about the Disco Verde..." said Lena."I was. She doesn't have *all* the extras Largo had fitted to the DiscoVolante," continued Emma, "but enough that she's more than capable ofdefending herself, which is important for a woman in my position." How did you come by her?" A year ago, James Bond and officers of France's General IntelligenceDirectorate raided a building on Avenue Victor Hugo in Paris. Thenameplate outside read CENTRE INTERNATIONAL D'ASSISTANCE AUX. The curtains had been closed and the room went dark. I dropped the towel and crawled into bed with her. When I asked her if I could turn the light on, she told me to wait until after we had sex. She could not see me smile. Sex was on both of our minds. Hell, we had each driven for two-hours, bathed, and were lying in bed together naked…we were definitely going to have sex.I reached over, held her shoulder, and kissed her. She tasted of toothpaste and mouthwash, while I tasted of a Burger King.