"Aw fuck," Lance said, laughing. "You sure know how to fuck up a man'spoetic mood!" Will you quit stalling and fuck me, Lord Byron?" Okay, bitch, you...asked for it! No more coddling. Here comes thebattering ram." Oh!" I said, feeling the pressure slowly building against the ring ofmuscle around my sweet spot. "I want you, Lance! Please fuck me?Please?"Despite all the talk, my man continued his slow and gentle progress, firstjust the slippery tip, then the entire massive head.I groaned and. " Good catch, Jeff, I see what it is, but I'm unsure of what it's supposed to be. Dig a little deeper and see if you can find what it should be. "I'll call the supplier and see if they know of a fix for this, or if they even know it's there."Once we had found the first problem, Jeff led Scotty and Sandra in looking to see what the software programmers were trying to accomplish. In the meantime, I called the developer and asked if they had had any complaints about their new software.I got the. ‘I left the pictures.’ He said nothing, only stared, and she didn’t know how to proceed. He seemed brittle, about to break. This was worse than she’d expected. ‘I’m sorry,’ she said. ‘I don’t really–’ ‘Why?’ he said. His eyes were glistening and she tightened. The waitress approached, placed a cup of coffee in front of her and slid a plate of pale toast toward her. She topped off David’s coffee and placed the ticket in front of him. David’s eyes didn’t leave Aimee the entire time. ‘Why?’ he. ” “Relax,” he said, his hand returning. “Look.” Her eyes darted sideways and her jaw just about dropped. She hadn’t seen it before but the girl was stroking the man’s cock beneath his pants as they kissed. “No way.” “Looks like they had the same idea.” She let his hand stay on her breast. His fingers found her nipple and tweaked it. She ground her sex down, wanting him to know she was on board with his plans. They watched, seemingly for many minutes as the couple’s efforts became more.