God, he even sounds like a weasel, or how I imagine a weasel to sound, Jennifer thought, trying hard to hide her disgust. ‘Now get your fucking kit ...ff, it’s payday,’ Dave demanded, as he placed his helmet down carefully on the floor and began unzipping his leather jacket. ‘You know you didn’t have to blackmail me for a fuck, don’t you?’ Jennifer said, managing to appear quite convincing. ‘I like the idea of having complete control over my bitch, that’s all,’ Dave replied, his aggression. Time passed on as the main scene came i instead of watching the movies started watching her reaction and i saw that she was like dieng and pressing the pillow near by her and was behaving as if she was a part of the scene before wasting any time i put my hands on her back she said nothing i opened her hairs and then removed her pallu she was still quite than i gave her a french kiss oh my god.!!! Wat a feeling was that for the first few seconds she was nt reacting but than she started like a. "I told your dad I'd call him when we got there. I guess we'll have to wait until we hit the room." She sniffed. "Not that he cares."Nate bit his tongue and inhaled. It was going to be a long two weeks if he was going to have to listen to her complain about his dad the whole damn time. He looked around the boat; a couple of the other passengers, all of them couples or single women his mother's age, were tucking phones away in purses or suitcases. At nineteen, he was almost definitely the. You've been awake for the last half hour anyway."He rolled over and looked at her form, still dim in the early light. She had a slight smile on her face and he wondered what she was so cheerful about."I guess you're right," he sighed. "I gotta piss anyway."He grabbed his gun and went a few yards away from camp. His cock was too hard to piss though. Looking around, he decided to just take care of things so he could relieve the pressure in his bladder. Considering how worked up he was, it took.