He was moving it up my thigh, and got it up against my pussy hair. His fingers went inside me, and I moaned really loud. He stopped and didn't move ag...in."Are you okay?" Ashley's step-dad asked?I was gasping. Breathing really heavy, I finally looked at him and said, "God. Don't stop doing what you were doing, please?"He moved his fingers up against me. I felt them rubbing my pussy lips. He knew what he was doing, and was really fucking good at it. Then he slid his fingers up in me, and pushed. I took him in my hand and started stroking his shaft. He sighed and settled back as I lifted my head and moved down. The head was pretty big. Bigger around than the shaft and tall. The shaft was veiny and rigid. My lips fit over the head and I sucked about half of him in. My tongue found the hole in the end of that head and I played with it, holding the head just in and flittering my tongue in and around the hole. I sucked him down to the back of my throat as he carressed my back. After a few. And now, thanks to little Arabella Hood, they knew that it was likely to be undefended.Picking up the radio handset, LTC Wolfe ordered his troops to wait until night and then begin their move on Monterey. Consulting the scout platoon leader about the condition of the back roads, he plotted the route that they would use to approach the town.Arabella, meanwhile, continued on. It had been a beautiful morning but by early afternoon fog and rain had closed in and made the forest dark and foreboding.. No, he swore to protect and serve. Still, he wished someone would serve him sometimes.4 days ago... “Hey, Dykeanna...” Bilson sing-songed as he sauntered into Detective Dianna Shepherd’s office.Shepherd bolted from her desk. “Uh uh ... y’know what, Bilson? Not today! Get your fat, bloated carcass out of my office!” Then she grabbed him by his collar, an unnoticed static electrical spark arcing between them, and then she shoved him out into the hallway, hard.“What the fuck... ?” he said as her.