My good girl turns. Her eyes beaming. She embraces me. Hugs me. Her big tits tight on my chest. “ I love you” she proclaims. Me too sweetie.... She looks up. She is beautiful to me. We both kiss deeply and hurry back into the car. She has yet to see the car across the way.Hey that car looks familiar she says. I say, “you know, I think you're right. I hadn't noticed but the old man had left, and this car just pulled up as we jumped back in our car”. “I thought I did hear it just pull. First, last night was no dream, Elena and I had lost our parents, and found a deeper, more intense love for each other. Second, my right hand was occupied with cupping Elena's large, perfect right breast. I couldn't believe it. So many times I had wondered how they felt and here I was with it in my hand. From what I could feel, they were round, full, heavy, but still soft. I could feel her hardened nipple against my fingers. Slowly, I removed my hand trying to not wake up Elena. I failed. . But, it was not the beginning of a serious romantic or even lustful sexual relationship; Gil Grissom was far too complex for something like that to develop, even with a woman as hot as Catharine. He'd be around again; she felt sure of it, but for now, Catharine was free to pursue her own life and her new-found career in stripping her clothes off for paying audiences.The very next evening, Catharine was back up on the performance stage at the Maverick Club, showing off her sexy body and. She needed more than the pleasure that was rocketing through her body. She needed relief from the inescapable fire that was roaring through her blood. His mouth moved even lower, stroking over her quivering belly. He dropped to his knees before her, baring her to the eyes of the crowd. She could hear their moans of passion, their grunts and a****listic sounds of rutting as they built to a collective peak. They would build and shatter over and over, like the waves upon the beaches below them as.