.. um... I didn't know Rick and Claire were here." They got here late. Rick's been staring at you ever since he got here."Jen blushed. "You're crazy."...No, I'm not. You look incredible tonight. And I think you may have flashed your stocking tops a few times. I mean, your dress is short, so when you sit..."Jen looked horrified. "No! Why didn't you tell me earlier!"Mike laughed. "It's no big deal. Just some harmless flashing. But I think you gave all those guys hard-ons."Jen blushed again, but. Der Brief endete mit einem kurzen, aber entschiedenen Nachsatz, dass das betreffende Museum einen schlechten Ruf vermeiden wollte, die mit der Veröffentlichung dieser Zeitschrift einhergehen könnte. Darüber hinaus ende mit der Übergabe des Pakets an seinen rechtmäßigen Eigentümer jegliche Verpflichtung der Firma gegenüber allen Beteiligten.Der Brief warf aber weit mehr Fragen auf, als er beantwortete. Wer hat das Tagebuch geschrieben und wann? Wer hat es dem Museum gespendet und in welcher. Your lips brush over my ankle… following the blood… losing the scent briefly at my calf… picking up the trail again as you reach the back of my knee where the skin is thin… the scent strong… your control snapping for just a moment as you nip sharply and then soothe the sting immediately with your hot tongue. You linger briefly, quickly brushing over my lower thigh… becoming more involved at my middle thigh… ravenous by the time you’ve reached my upper thigh and pure animalistic need consumes. And we all know that makes your little cock hard as a steel bar and makes her pussy soaking wet thinking about Jake's massive cock. Now shut the fuck up and watch."Amy was right, of course. I did want to see her fucking Jake's massive dick, and I knew she wanted it just as much. I could protest, but I wouldn't really mean it. She might register my concerns but she wasn't going to stop. Jake had arranged Emma so that she was on her back at the end of the bed, looking out to the beach and ocean.