Actually, give me a few minutes in my dressing room to make myself even more pleasing."She flowed across the bedroom and into her dressing room. I was...to learn that Carol had a magical ability to freshen makeup, or apply new makeup, in an incredibly short time. One friend with benefits was indeed a makeup artiste, but it seemed to take at least 45 minutes for her to do anything more than update her lipstick.Carol emerged in a carefully put-together outfit that simultaneously was casual,. Her whole body began to convulse and if you’d have heard the sounds coming from her, you’d have thought she was being tortured. And if she wanted to relieve the pressure all she had to do was back-up a tiny bit, but if anything, she was pressing herself against me. All the while I could feel the muscles of her pussy squeezing my finger so tight, I began to seriously wonder if it was possible that my cock would be too big to get inside her. I did end-up pulling my finger out of her pussy. . Not sure, I’ll ring and let you know. Bye.”“She just wanted to know I was okay,” she said as she came back in, “she’d heard what had happened.”“You told her you were in safe hands I hope,” said Jess, as she shifted sideways away from me and patted the sofa in between us, “what we all need is a group hug.”She’s a bit of an odd-ball is Jess, which is why I love her, and her unpredictability is one of those features that I love the most. That, and her ability to say just the right thing at just. "Release her at once," he said to them as he pointed his rifle in the general direction of the trio.His boldness seemed to surprise them. It was also evident that they were now afraid of him after having witnessed what had happened to their dead comrade. They remained motionless for a few seconds, as if their slow brains were trying to process the information that their senses were registering.Suddenly one of them began to rush toward Vincent. As soon as he was twenty feet from him, he threw.