No you cvant I want to know why you are being nice to Grandad thats not like you at all is. Well Miss its a long story I cant really tell you. Why not... I have services to provide today. O I know just remembered Grandad got you by the scruff of the neck and put you in his picnic basket and took you for a ride in his car didnt he. Yes Miss but it was no picnic I can tell you. Just remind me where did he take you exactly. Down Harvey Street Miss. And what pray tell is Harvey Street. Well Miss its. . to Neely ... was I under some command the whole time? Some kind of compulsion?" Yeah, you were her slave," Scottie shrugged. "Seems kinda obvious now, doesn't it?" If it's any consolation to you, I had nothing to do with it," Neely said from the doorway, startling the younger women. "You were part of a tradition that has been around longer than either of us. You were, to be frank, a gift to me that I gratefully accepted and have cherished since that day."Scottie reached over and moved a lock. ” She could feel my hard cock pressing against her thigh. She reached down, put her cold hand into my pants, grabbed my hard cock and said, “fair is fair..”I couldn’t help it; I just planted a big kiss on her. She responded with kissing me back. At that point the snow had stopped, and we were both wet. She broke the kiss and said, “lets go get out of these wet clothes”. We raced back to the room, stripped out of our clothes and head for the shower. We stood under the hot water, holding each. Suddenly, the bus twitches and Sasha falls a bit on Irina, then rises almost closely behind her, he feels the delicious aroma of the girl's hair- Sorry I fell for you, are you alright? Where did everyone gather so suddenly?- So the rush hour, - Irina bent a little under Alexander, and grabbed the handrail upstairs - everything is filled with cars, can there be an accident somewhere?She turned around and saw Alexander right behind her. She tried to move, but there was nowhere to go. The bus.