She pushed me onto the bed and got on her knees on the floor. She looked up at me and said give me a pillow im going to be here for a while. The whole...way there while I was driving she was telling me how much she wanted to suck my cock when we got there. She got comfortable and put the pillow under her knees. She looked up at me and smiled as she started on my thighs. Kissing up and down getting so close to my balls then pulling away. I kept looking at her seeing her sexy eyes staring up at me. "Drop it Murdoch," she threatened, and leapt forward to slap it out of his hand."Stupid bitch," he snarled. He punched her in the stomach, hard. She collapsed, gasping. The world froze.Have you ever actually been in a fistfight?I used to imagine what I would do. I would be so calm and collected; you know, I would side step the baddy, trip him up, and do the clever moves like in the thriller vids. I would be able to see what was happening and of course, he would end up on the ground while I. I know because I do the calculations often.Yes. I know that falling in love with a woman and developing a warm, loving relationship isn’t the same as molesting her. But every time I think about how much I’d love to hold her in my arms and kiss her I think back to how rough her life has been and I never quite get past worrying that she might respond simply out of gratitude. I couldn’t stand that and I know if I allowed it to happen she would one day come to regret it.But nothing stays the same. He placed his hands on her thighs, keeping her balanced.She rode him like her car: fast but not too furious, steady and powerful, forever in control. They fit together effortlessly. She took over when she felt like it, the enjoyment laid bare in the arch of her back and beautiful face. When Sean responded with a sinewy rhythm of his own, Neela returned it with perfection. And she sighed, more like a purr, as they moved in dual gear.RNeela never told him outright, but Sean knew how sex from.