He started looking for places to hide, eyeing establishments along the main drag as he flew past them. Sean settled on a Salon and Spa called Classica... Concepts. He jetted up to the door, turned the handle and slipped in. He thanked his lucky stars that it hadn't been locked as he quietly closed the door behind him, locked it and slipped off to find a hiding spot.The grinding sound of his pursuer grew louder as the specter caught up with him, dragging its makeshift spiked mace behind. He pushed his fingers deeper curving upward pressing firm against my g-spot, he sucked my clit harder, and reached up to pinch my left nipple, and roll it between his fingers. This was what I needed. As the orgasm took hold I cried out. My pussy spasmed around Manning’s fingers, and my legs wrapped around his shoulders holding him in place. Still letting my breathing slow I unwrapped my legs, and I shoved my hands against Manning’s chest pushing him to lay on the bed beside me. As his back hit. Michael hood in his truck and he’s off. He gets to Kim’s house and knocks on the door. She opens it and Michael is taken back. He looks her up and down. She’s 5’6” maybe 120, brown shoulder length hair, cute face with just enough makeup to compliment her features. She’s wearing a white lacey blouse that’s cut short to expose her navel, low cut jean shorts that are cuffed just at the bottom of her ass cheeks showing those long, pale, shaved legs. White no-show socks and white keds.“Hi,” he says. And you can go back two things provided.” Standing up now I looked down at Jada’s face my own expression mixed with so many feelings I can’t begin to list them here, “ What do I have to do?” Smoothing her blue robes she sighed and began to speak, the look on her face telling me I shouldn’t interrupt again. “You have to want to go back, and you have to give me good reason why going back is so important to you. There are a great many things you can do with yourself on this plane of existence.