A good meal, a fine wine, gracefully served to please you." And a sleeping pill in the wine to knock you out."Ah, muchacha! I'm beginning to believe y...u may have been right to have us buy her, Miguel. But the proof is in the pudding, eh, muchacha?" He leaned over and stroked her breast with the backs of his fingers. "Cooking in la cocina con Maria, eh, Miguel?"His finger slipped under the silk to pluck the nipple like the thinnest string of a guitar. Maria inhaled despite herself. He is. She pushed aside the scant strip of fabric and let her fingers play over the shape of her pussy, stroking and teasing her lips until the heated flow of her body's nectar seemed to be everywhere.Marina gripped the upper edge of the open refrigerator door, relishing the play of heat and cool over the surface of her skin. The intense flush of her pussy saturated her grinding fingers while her head leaned back and her eyes closed. Images of Ryan flashed in her mind – his ripped, rigid body,. She felt like she was going to explode."You gonna call me a nigga, bitch?! Huh?" Terrence was going to show this girl the error of her ways the hard way. He slammed into her pussy without any regard for her pleasure at all. He grabbed her hands and held them over her head and then forced his mouth on hers.She wailed in pleasure when their lips broke contact, "Oh no! Cumming! Cumming! Cumming! AAAAAAAAH!" Oh that's right, bitch. I'm gonna make sure you never fuck a white boy again. You gonna. . you think I'm hot?" Brad said, forgetting everything else,suddenly elated. Far from the storm of wrath Rachel had been preparedfor."What!? Oh, yeah, well, you did the trick, that's for sure. And itwasn't the first time," Rachel shared with a smile."But I'm dating your sister! I'm living with her... I'm sleeping in thesame bed as Sara!" You know, two can play this game, Bradley. After all, what the hellwere you doing thinking of me when such is the case?" Rachel replied."I'm not the only one.