"Bob took off his coat and shook the snow off of it and hung it up. The top of the case of wine was open and he pulled a bottle out and started to rea... the label. He turned and brought the bottle to Ann and handed it to her. She took the bottle and looked at the label. The label made little sense to her, as she couldn't even be classed a social drinker. When she did have a drink, it was usually white wine and then usually with dinner.She handed the bottle to Bob and he said, "Let's see what a. "She starts to pant. Her next words are faint and forced."... please... let... me... cum..."She shudders again and begins to pant. Her pussy throbs gently. She feels her tension melt away. It is pleased again.Slowly, she smiles. There is a hint of unease to it at first, but this vanishes quickly.Cassie moaned and turned onto her back as her eyes opened.She slowly sat up and rubbed her eyes. She paused a moment, letting the images from her last dream settle in her mind, going over them so they. It wasn’t the garbage or laundry, they had her family’s gold in those backpacks.Abril’s mood went to murderous, and a little irrational.By the middle of the afternoon my guys had checked the tapes (actually computer files on a server, but they would always be called “tapes”) for tampering and the like. My guys knew what to look for. Abril was now on track and settled down looking at knives. I called Sam and she sent one of her people over, a guy named Rex who was borderline elite at file. I felt this incredible sexual energy that I had never felt inside me before. I wanted this to be ****, and I wanted to have all control taken from me. .He dragged me over to the picnic table by his car, and bent me over the end of it. He held my face down on the table and told me not to move a muscle. I listened. He began rubbing his fingers between my thighs, and rubbing my pussy over my shorts. He kicked my legs apart, and pulled my shorts to one side and began fingering my cunt. It felt.