Sam breaks the kiss. “Fuck me, Spence,” she whispers, moving her leg higher on his hip, grinding against him. Spencer grins and starts moving in a...d out of his partner slowly. She closes her eyes, breathing harder. “Fuck me.” He moves a little faster, a little harder. “Please fuck me hard.”After being worried about being caught, Spencer releases that anxiety and finally gives in to what they both want and thrusts into her hard and fast. They buck against each other, building toward release. I chose it simply because it was handy.Deacon was standing on my rear deck. Since I had been up to my elbows in Earlene’s blood, I was not in a forgiving mood.“Go the fuck away,” I said.“Not till you hear me out. I had no idea that Trudy was so stupid. But you know as well as me, domestic shit is the worst kind of unpredictable shit.” he said with his head hanging down. “I’m really sorry about all this Les.”“You said it, I heard it, now get the fuck off me deck,” I said. I stood there looking. It wasespecially entertaining since she had converted a spare bedroom into animprovised 'dungeon'.Milly said, "I think we should go to the 'exercise room'," which was hereuphemism for that special space. "And you can put yourself onto thebench, on your tummy."Kenny shuddered. His lower lip quivered. Milly went to him and gave asympathetic hug, pressing her warm tits against his upper chest andlightly kissing the top of his head.He said, barely containing a whimper, "If you think it's. It was almost 2:00 P.M. I had to get back to the hospital. I had two weeks leave that the boss, Mr. Penniman had allowed me. Sammy, who’d covered me for the one day, had to get back out on the road. Henry picked up the slack for me on the job for my two week hiatus.She was sleeping. I know it was her meds that were keeping her out of it. I wasn’t complaining. This was no time for me to be selfish about her sleeping in all day, hell no it wasn’t. Claire joined me in the evening of the second.