Her red hair fell gently over her breasts, and her curves were tight over her hips. She was slender, but not grotesquely slender to where her hip and ...ib bones were protruding. She was shaved, but everything below was glistening from the mess they made. Her legs were slightly shaking, still adjusting after one of her best orgasms.“I love you,” Gwen muttered. Rachelle smiled, “let me show you how much I love you.”Rachelle straddled Gwen on the beanbag chair, clutched the sides of her head, and. Then he didn't show up for fishing, which I think he skips a lot thesedays anyway, but when I was coming back to Lisa's house he yelled out ofhis car, "Hey, Fairy Boy, take this!" And he stuck up his middle finger,you know, at me, and then shot it way up real hard as he went by, andthen the car, that had his big brother driving, slammed on the brakesreal hard, and I turned my bike around and went across some peoples'yards to get to the next block to get away. And I sent him an emailsaying again. It sounded good to me. I dropped the pilot off before going to the coordinates Molly told me to use whatever allowed me to land unseen, at the same airstrip the other elite used. From there, I would arrive at the front desk to check-in. No one would request any identification or question who I was, not unless they wanted to look over their shoulders for the rest of their lives. I already had clothes in the dressers and closets in the main suite.The resort didn’t even ask my name. They took me. "I mean it is raining pretty bad, so a nice dry room for the night and good company seems like a good deal to me."She strokes the length of my shaft again as though weighing her decision on how much fun she could have with it. She bites her plump bottom lip then says, "Sure, let me tell my girl that I'm leaving."She fishes into her bra and pulls out her phone, which further depletes her already non-existent breasts. A worrying thought shoots through my mind and I feel the need to make sure what.