It could also be he wants her with him, but I doubt it. It is confirmed the he has been responsible for hundreds of deaths. Including his own brother.... So what's the big plan?" I asked."Oh it's very elegant. We go to Mexico, where he has his base of operations. Then you and I go in and get her," he said."I guess what his staff lacks in training, they make up for in numbers," I said."Probably a hundred hangers on. Some will be good some awful and everywhere in between. The all have on thing in. It was enough to make her feel hollow inside. She needed him so she could breathe, but feared that he poisoned her with each breath. How could a man do this? Did he even know that he was killing her, slowly, a little every time? Of course he didn’t know. He only knew his own feelings. She turned away from his scent and rolled herself to her own side of the bed. Curling into herself for comfort she allowed her emotions to play havoc fully in her mind. She didn’t like being this way. She wanted. She began move shifting her weight from leg to leg, grinding her butt into me, almost dancing. I looked around and we were alone and I could see in the parking area there were no other vehicles but mine. So I let my hands slide down and then up under her dress, feeling the silky smoothness of her skin prompted her to spread her legs giving me access. I lifted her dress onto her back exposing her butt, and slid my cock out of my pants, rubbing it up and down her pussy lips from behind. She. .. I lost track of the time as I played with myself; my attention was so focussed on watching my brother stroke himself, watching him jerk off in front of me. His hand travelled up and down, and I moved my fingers in and out of my pussy in time to match it. My breathing, too, matched the rhythm of my brother’s strokes.Up and down. In and out. Breathe, breathe, stroke, stroke.As I watched, I found my arousal growing again, but at a slow, more manageable rate this time. I was getting horny,.