He stayed in there for about a half hour and was getting agitated. Finally, he stepped outside with a hostage. He had Jeanne, one of the bank tellers....He had a gun pointed right at her head and said he'd kill her if we didn't let him go. He was black, ran about 6'3", and weighed about 280. Jeanne was about a foot shorter than he was and about 150 pounds lighter but surprisingly she kept her cool. He became even more agitated as the standoff continued and I knew I had to take him down since. Why couldn’t I just stop thinking about him? What’s up? Suddenly I find myself so hot for him whether or not he’s around, which was mostly the former. But still, only I wouldn’t dare to satisfy my lustful needs on my own, especially when I realized other feelings were involved: stronger than my lust and will. It just didn’t feel right. But it was damn hell getting a lot more frustrating the more I hold back and deprive myself. I couldn’t as well expect *him* to satisfy them. Though we both know. “You smell of sweat and sex Josh” she whispered in his ear “I like it, a lot.”She then faced him and kissed him, her tongue finding its way to his with a fierce force.Josh pressed her body closer to his, feeling all her curves against his body.He felt her smile when his cock got hard and she pressed just a bit harder with her pelvic bone against it.After a full minute she let go saying “so this is what a five hundred thousand dollar kiss tastes like, I’d better write me another hit song so I. . he's your..." Gynecologist, Daddy," I said for him. "But I thought my appointment was on the 21st, not the..." I looked at his calendar, " ... the 14th ... Daddy! That's Valentine's Day!"I didn't want to go to the doctor on Valentine's Day! We were having a party at school that day. I was going to spend a little time with my favorite Valentines, Jeff and Brad that day! And Uncle Max said he had a special present for me from Spunky! And Uncle Seymour had already told me that he wanted to make.