If there's anything I like, it's knowing that the woman is enjoying it and that I'm making her feel it there! I took the opportunity to run my hand ov...r her body, exploring every inch while sucking and listening to her moans. However, after a while, I stopped hearing her moans and opened my eye to see what was going on, I don't know, she could have stopped liking it. But no, nothing like that. What I saw was a scene that left me with the stick exploding: lara had recovered and was sitting on. It was 5:30. She locked the shop and washed thetop two layers of grease off her hands and face. Fonzie had left hismotorcycle in the back of the garage the night of the hollitacker.Francie had been looking forward all day to riding it home."Hello, darlin'," Francie said to it, looking around to make sure noone was nearby. "I may not look the same, but, believe me, I am theFonz."She pushed the cycle out the back door of the garage, locking the doorbehind her. The cycle seemed heavier than it had. I understood how much she wanted it and felt sad at what such a glorious female been wasted.I inserted my finger slowly upto the second knuckle and planted the finger on her tongue. As if taking a cue she held it with her front teeth and slowly started sucking it. In and out as if giving a blowjob. She was looking straight into my eyes. Filled with lust, need, hunger, love. I slowly pulled the finger out and immediately put in my mouth. Sucking greedily.Mom then took my finger by herself and. But what he's been saying -- it was news to me." He's selling you like the two of you were attached at the hip. Made a big deal out of your war record. Said you were a hero, and that you needed the work." Like I said, Mr. Horowitz, I didn't know anything about that. Mr. Grantham is my agent. And I'm not a war hero. I got hurt in the war, is all. But, now, Grantham -- he's my only agent. And he's a little perturbed about Fain's actions." Well, I don't blame him! I don't know if Fain is trying to.