She wasn't a lesbian, but if she was it would be the eyes that drew her in like a moth to a flame."Happy you notice," Lara playfully responded, as she...pulled down her skirt.Jennifer smiled, "Do you always wear a garter-belt and stockings?" Every time I try on maid-of-honour dresses," Lara said, which was true. One for one. "Plus, I like to dress sexy underneath my outfits and I prefer stockings or thigh highs over restrictive pantyhose." She then paused and added, one more not so subtle. I noticed he waschecking me out, I smiled at him.He came right over asked if he could buy me a drink.I said " Of Course I'll have a glass of Merlot."He ordered a beer for himself and said" My name is Allen, I don't recall seeing you here before" I'm Christine and I don't come here very often." I replied in a huskybut still feminine sounding voiceHe smiled and said"Well I am lucky to be here tonight, you are really hot and I love thatsexy voice"I smiled a Mona Lisa smile and said"Thank you, but. “Li-Linara, I augh-,” my brain lit on fire as she proceeded to pull another orgasm from my body.“Linara please!” I begged, completely failing to realize I was begging like a novice.She smiled down at me before leaning over and pushing my shoulders down further into the bed. Then she cranked up the pace slamming her hips into mine even harder.She groaned and growled in carnal pleasure, taking time every once in a while to run her claws into me in various places or trace her tongue across me. She. It was made of timber and mud, with a corrugated tin roof. A porch ran the width of the house. A big wooden cistern loomed on one side of the house, and in back was an outhouse.As they approached the porch, Gene pulled out a BXP submachine gun."Put that away," Louie said. "We didn't come here to shoot anyone. We just want to borrow their truck."He knocked on the front door, and it swung slowly open. Louie stepped inside. Everything was very neat. Two big stuffed chairs with cream colored.