Most of the time I speak in French, unless absolutely necessary.The suite if amazing. It has four bedrooms, a dining room, living room, and kitchen. E...erything is amazing. There is food all ready there, and everything looks like it has been made up just for us. It must have been Mr. Morison's doing, he is our agent.We all get settled in, the chauffeur, Brian, I think is going to become like one of the family, he is staying with us. Maybe the food, etc. was his idea. Peter has his own room,. His groin burned, hardening in his jeans, he clenched his jaw to contain the soft groan that wanted to escape his throat. "Are you sure...here...I um..." He stepped forward, pulling his hoodie off, leaving him in a grey tank top in the cool weather. She watched him, curiously, as he wrapped the clothing around her arm. She whispers, "Thank you..." She sensed desire in him, in gratitude, she kissed him. In apparent surprise, he froze, his eyes wide. She rested her hand on his chest, gently. "It's probably not anything you would find interesting," she hedged."Let me guess, it's one of those love stories most women enjoy," Chad chuckled."Okay, yes, it is, but..." I already knew you were a romantic, Jessie." How did you know that, Chad? I didn't tell you." You didn't have to," he replied."What was it then?" It was raining the first time we met, but you were smiling and enjoying it," Chad explained."Rain is so peaceful and beautiful," Jessie responded."The forecast calls for sunshine. ...OHHHHHHHH! oH MY....MY ASSHOLE! Oh my God! It's actuallygoing in! No! Shit it out! Don't! I can't push it out! It's going innow! It's gonna go all the way in, I can't keep it out anymore! IT'SGOING IN! OH MY GOD! (At this point, while I knew I was slowly sittingdown, I would have sworn on a stack of bibles I was lying on my side again.All I could feel was that mighty tool pushing itself slowly, so deliciouslyslowly, up my butt.) Aahh! Oh, my god. Oh my ass! I can't believe my.