“Don’t have to know ya. My momma raised me to love and respect women, and to defend them from anyone who would so much as think of raising a hand ...o them. Not that I see women as helpless little flowers incapable of defending themselves.”“Well, maybe with some of the women down here who know how to hunt and everything, but I don’t think anyone would mistake me for tough.”“Don’t sell yourself short,” Craig grinned. “Some of the toughest gals I’ve ever met were tiny little things. It’s not about. Kiara was directed to lay Iona down and use her fingers to bring her to a writhing orgasm, which was Iona's hardest scene. As she was lying with her head on the pillows, it was hard to make it look genuine. They came to an agreement that Kiara's hand would cup her pubic mound. She would rest her fingers in the crack of her ass and if she were to accidentally penetrate her pussy a little, she was not to stop, as the scene was too important. They practiced four times and only had one such. “Fuck! She said to herself as she realized her parents were having sex and weren’t expecting to see someone coming through the front door at this hour.Karen’s bedroom was in the rear of the house and the front door was the only way in. If she entered now the only thing to cover her view from her parents was the width of the door itself. But there was no way of hiding when she had to close the door behind her and not be seen. She thought about going back to David’s house but couldn’t be bothered. We lay next to each other, so close she was practically on top of me. I noticed she, too was waking. "Good morning," I said, "I think I've been dreaming about you." I pointed down to the bulge that was sticking up from the blanket. "I see," she said. My legs begin to quiver and my heart raced as I felt the weight of her hand caressing my thigh. A gasp escapes my mouth as her hand lingers between my legs and strokes the shaft of my quickly hardening member. Suddenly, my mind races as all.