" Unlike our last meeting, It was I who felt on the defensive. Jas was assured and calm."Sit down, the meal will be about ten minutes. Would you like ...ome wine now? I have a Shiraz open." That would be good." I looked around her large lounge and was impressed. Jas had always had an eye for colour, and her scheme of mute lemons and pale greens promoted calm. There was huge window with a balcony outside and as the apartments had been built on higher ground the view from that was impressive. I. When Hugo showed it to me, he swore that it was deadly accurate. One thing I knew for sure a 90% accurate weapon, would kill you just as dead as a sniper rifle. It just might take two shot instead of one. So if you had the extra second, then 90% was fine. And since Hugo's assessment was based on deer, who weren't shooting back, I decided it was about 90% accurate.All this rambling is to say there was no where in the compound, I felt the bug out bag would be safe. I probably should have just. She's about to cum. "Oh god, I'm going to cum. Cum with me, fill me up again", she pants. But I have other things in mind, after she cums I have another place in mind to unleash my next shot of cum. She's losing control, she puts her hands on the wall in front of her for leverage. Pushing back against me as I thrust and pound inside her. She's lets out a low guttural moan as the waves hit her, her pussy clamping down onto my cock. My thrusting doesn't stop, I continue to fuck her as she has at. Several nights he thought he had me cornered but I slipped away. Finally, one night after a particularly successful party I ‘inadvertently’ dismissed the hired help and found myself alone with him. He strolled out of the drawing room with two glasses and a bottle of port. He extended one glass to me. ‘A taste before, Mistress Smith?’ If ‘Smith’ sounds absurd, I couldn’t go by ‘O’Brien’ and move in society circles. The Irish were SO not acceptable. ‘Before what, Captain Butler?’ I inquired. My.
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