!Before I could tear off a piece of my makeshift gauze, Pete turned back to his initial position and resumed staring at the wall again.Despite wanting...– needing, even – to listen to Muireann until she finished, however long that would take, I realized I had to make myself as useful as I could.I squeezed Muireann’s free hand meaningfully and then rose. Satisfied that she had control of things for now, I stepped out into the house. A quick check around the main living space revealed nothing out. But I pushed it in with a upward thrust and she was taken by surprise. She screamed. She then slowly settled down… feeling my dick inside her.She started moving slowly, grinding. I placed my hands on her boobs and caressed it. She was biting her lips and grinding. She was looking so damn sexy. She moved a little more and was slowly building into a rhythmic grinding. She was trying to grind her clit with the base of my dick. Suddenly something hit her spot and she went wild. She was moving up. In the mirror she could see her curvy hips, tiny waste and perky C cup breasts tucked into her tight, spotless-white sports bra that made her skin look even tanner. She bought 3 bathing suits for summer and finished an english paper before she tucked those skinny long legs, defined from her years running track and field for school, into her blankets. Niko had just broken up with her boyfriend, who was a senior, because she didn’t want to deal with him when we went to college. She wasn’t too sad. Go ahead. What are you going to do with me? That's what I thought. Nothing." Fine, then. You owe me an hour." Great. I can stand here while you act like an asshole for an hour for two hundred bucks." You're going to have to do better than that if you want to be a real prostitute." You're the one paying here, Dennis. You call the shots, remember?" Fine." With a few broad, snappy motions, Dennis yanked his belt and pants open, pulling them off and sitting, bottomless, on his couch."Oh, what, is.