”“Michael,” she started, her voice defensive, “the hell I’ve been through surpasses even what you’ve done.” Her eyes darkened as she sta...ed at him. “But yet, I still can’t tell you to go to hell.”Michael looked at her darkly. “You aren’t a pushover, Courtney.” He pulled her to stand in front of her. “You have no idea how alluring that feistiness is.”He stared into her eyes as she looked at him anxiously. “You still fear me.” His voice was low as he watched her reaction.“Yes.” Courtney replied.. I drove the Angel to her cabin. When we got there I got out with her, sucked up my courage and said: “Despite how humble you are, you do know that you saved my sorry butt, don’t you? Please can I do something to thank you? It will be four days before I get the Grimms to the bail bondsmen and get back, but can I please take you to dinner at the nicest place in Quaintville?” “Why thannnk y’all. I surely would like that. What day is it y’all be back?” I got out a calendar, showed her, marked the. She knew better than to argue, and she HAD been rude. She hung her head as He took her glass from her and placed it on the table next to His. “Now lie down, and show me what a filthy little bitch you are.”She clambered onto the bed, aware that His eyes were scrutinising her every curve and contour with pure animal lust. She lay on her back and hesitated, her eyes searching for His, pleading with them not to make her do this – she had been through enough having been denied His orgasm earlier.. They she explained were locked together like 2 dirty fucking dogs in the street,knotted! Sue reached under her legs and lifted his heavy balls, it made her arms ache, but she loved it. Any minute the contents would be her private property! Mango was not finished yet though he was banging he 2 Fallopians about smashing into them as if to knock coconuts from a tree, she though her eggs would be falling in the way of a spunk drenching. She imagined them floating about on a sea of his cum that he.