He stood next to my boss. Well dressed, in a suit that cost more than I spent on rent last year. He did not look grossly impatient. He did not look an...ry. He had looked angry, or at least distrustful, that night at the over-priced restaurant. Now he looked judgmental. “May I borrow you?”“Of course.” I lifted my phone. “Brother, I’ll call you back.”“Sure, but your savings better cover the casket or you’re getting the Folger’s can.” I hung up on him and frowned. That’s why you don’t give brothers. Where around here can we do these things?”Jessica shrugged and thought about it. “Well, I don’t know how far you want to go. I suppose you could run out of town and then ride back in. We don’t really have any big lakes around here, but there is a really nice big pond over by Culverin Hill.”“How far away is that?”“Maybe five miles.”Molly looked at her husband. “You could run over there with us following, swim around the pond - is the pond big enough to swim a few laps in?” she asked, looking at. The depths of their passion reflected the deep need they felt for one another, as they faced the most desperate crisis of their lives, with only each other for support. They fell asleep in each others arms, too tired to even dream. ~ ~ ~ Bethany had been sitting for hours at SAL’s terminal, pouring over systems status reports, trying to piece together the sequence of events to determine what exactly had happened. SAL still would not answer her questions vocally, only by displaying readouts on. Please. I need you in me, all the way in me. Please, oh please, Mr. Johnson," I begged.I'd never even asked a guy for anything sexual, and certainly I'd never begged a man, but it seemed so right with him. It was part of my complete submission. Mom had told me to beg because he liked hearing it. I suspect all men do. But I was begging because I liked it.My cunt had never experienced a cock like was in it now. My cunt expanded and spasmed as his cock inched back and forth, sending small electric.