But her brooding, faraway look returned.He had trouble making sense of his own feelings. She was a beautiful child and delightful company. He felt a t...nder ache for her and a fierce protectiveness. Was that what parents felt? If so, he decided he wanted to be a parent some day. As soon as this was over he would start dating more seriously. At 33, it was none too early to think about a family.Ethan felt he was faced with a balancing act. On the one hand he didn't want to be an adult who set no. I told him I’ve been dreaming about this for years. Just holding and kissing on Sam’s tool was making me so hot. The stories that we talked about and my dildo were running through my mind. All I could do was nod my head yes. Sam rolled me back on my back and spread my legs. He started working my pussy with his giant fingers, first one, then two and then three. He worked them in and out and spreading my pussy walls. My God, Nancy continued with her tale of ecstasy, I hoped I could keep from. Her worry was for Jet and what they would do to him.Looking back at Jet in almost panic, she whispered, "Get back in your chair and put those cuffs back on, or both Ziva and I will get it. And you..." She let that hang in the air. Straightening her hair and clothes, she turned from him.Scrambling back to her kit, she pretended to be putting her stuff away, though it was already secured. She could only hope, for his sake, Jet was following her suggestion.Jet responded to the urgency in her voice. Then moved the hand to the keys hung in the ignition barrel. And twisted them to 'start'. Bringing her hand back to the left grip user my head on her right shoulder, but moved the wet hair from it first.I slid my right hand down along her right arm then motioned her thumb over the start button.As Helen's thumb pressed the button the bike turned over then burst into life. Again she let out a gasp but this was for the vibrations from the bike's rumbling engine as they transferred themselves into.