"Nonsense! It's not at all the same, Mr. Fogg. Glenda's father and brother have been after her for ages now..." May I assume that they have yet to cat...h her?" Yes, you may. But that is my doing. I have managed to contain their advances and will continue to do so." Until such time as you're finished with her; as might well be the case should I seduce your own daughter and prepare her to accept your advances. Would that be a fair assumption, Mr. Baring?"Sir Baring coughed to clear the phlegm in. And then he said, with a smile on his face, “I’m Mitchell and you are?” he asked. “I’m Bridgette,” she said as she straightened up to smile again as she shook his hand. “Well it’s nice to meet you Bridgette,” he said as he held her hand in his. They held hands almost too long and as they did he stared at her as she stared at him. “It’s very nice to meet you.” “You too Mitchell,” she said, again smiling into is eyes. He wanted to know though. Why was she always, and it seemed always, crying?. After snuffing out the roach, Greg and I started making out again.It didn't take long for me to get so horny that I thought I would burst. I slipped off Greg's legs, took his hand, and led him to his bedroom. We sprawled out on his mattress, picking up where we left off in the living room. I moaned, holding Greg's head as he kissed my breasts. He sucked my nipples, using his teeth to nip at them.I pulled Greg up so I could kiss his mouth. We stroked each other, working our underwear off in the. ” he said with regret. “But all I want to do is smell and eat your ass for the next day or two.” I giggled at his remark, but wasn’t entirely sure if he was k**ding or not. “Come on, at least let me see you’re big boner before they get back.” “Fine.” As soon as I had room I flipped over and slid down to my knees right in front of him. He never even got the chance to pull his shorts down before I had my fingers wrapped around his waistband and was pulling them down for him. His fat dick.