I'm sorry," I said, feeling her tits move on my chest as she rearranged her body."You were NOT a brute. You were gentle." I was. I heard you cry but I...plunged ahead. It's not supposed to be like that." You stopped. It was me that told you to push." She was snuggling, moving gently against me.I responded to her kisses, running my hands over her back, down to the cheeks of her ass and between her thighs."I hurt you." Stop fretting, it had to be done." She lifted herself and peered down at me. Her. " Certainly, sir. Have you any particular stone in mind?"They both looked expectantly at Wendy who nervously shook her head and looked pleadingly at Tim."How about an emerald? It would go beautifully with your eyes."Wendy blushed and nodded. She tried several on but as far as she was concerned they were all beautiful and she did not want Tim to have to pay too much. Even so she narrowed the selection down to two which she exchanged on her finger a number of times. At last she took the larger. But knowing she is doing it on instructions from someone else makes him rock hard. His pants are restraining his stiff cock, quickly he opens his pants to set it free. He let his pants drop to the floor and quietly steps out of them. He runs his hand over his hard cock, jerking it a little bit. His eyes are drawn back to his girlfriend hoping that he could join her somehow. Another two pings arise from her laptop. She takes her hand from her panties. She double clicks on the touchpad and stares. I have tea.”“Thank you. We’ll both have some.”Mr. Zhuravlyov, Clarissa, and I sat down at the kitchen table and Mrs. Zhuravlyova brought tea in traditional Russian glasses set in silver holders, and sat down with us.“I know this man, Randolph. I think I’ll call and take his opinion on this matter. If he has good things to say, then I’ll speak to this Paul Reynolds.”“Thank you.”“How is your education going?”“Straight A’s so far,” I replied. “Everything is going according to plan.”“Are you.