”“I believe in fantasmi.”“Certo.”“Si, certo.”She looked at him in the moonlight then settled back into his arms. He was serious.“Don�...t worry, we have ghosts back in Australia too I guess, but I have never seen one.”“Not see, I hear.”She took another sip of Cointreau. The burst of fiery orange liqueur relaxed her, refocusing her attention on the marvelously peaceful night scene before them. After several long moments his arms tightened around her as he playfully nibbled her ear then took in a. "Abbs? Tony?" he started, unwilling to beg but trying to find a way to get them to see reason."It's okay, Gibbs." Tony's voice was extra gravelly now, his fangs gleaming in the moonlight. "We won't hurt you. Trust me..." Tony brushed a hand over Gibbs' chest before bending down to examine Gibbs' thigh with Abby.Gibbs wished he could, but the loss of control and the unpredictability of Abby and DiNozzo were starting to wear on his patience."The femoral artery is here," she said, tracing his. But I see into her half empty mind.She even had thoughts about me a couple of times. I caught her thoughts at least twice where she was wanting to ride me. But in her mind it was more of a hate fuck.Anyway back to the story. I was working a site with a crew but we got rained out early in the day so I was home by noon. Thinking I would have the place to myself I headed for my room to strip and take a shower. But to my surprise there was Brit the Bitch coming out of their room in nothing but a. I don’t know how long he fucked for, probably 15 minutes or so but he told me he was close. I asked him to stop."Can you cum on her slit?" I asked.He pulled out and took the condom off. With almost perfect timing (and missing the spectacle of me being fucked, the two others wandered back in wearing just underwear. We stopped for a moment as I explained what I wanted Steve to do.Ian said he could manage another shot and so did David.I pulled Vikki’s legs open obscenely and her red gash looked.