When the alarm went off, she raised her head sleepily and I kissed her. “Morning Love,” I said softly.“Coffee...” she slurred and slumped back...to bed.I grinned and reached for her sides, tickling her softly, making her shriek and jump, slapping me on the chest. “Shower and pants. Then coffee and breakfast,” I promised.I kissed her deeply and then got up to turn on the lights. That made her squawk in protest and shade her eyes as she adjusted. She was breathtaking. She was bare except for the. Heather caught herself staring at Sandy and in turn noticed Sandy taking in Heather’s curves. Heather almost apologized for staring but then she sensed the sexual tension in the room. Heather walked toward Sandy and took the girl in her arms. They both stared into each other’s eyes and felt the mutual attraction for one another. Heather leaned in and kissed Sandy on the lips and Sandy returned the kiss driving her tongue into Heather’s mouth. Heather’s tongue danced with Sandy’s tongue and they. Time passes by but with the teaseings back and forth all I could wonder is how bad I want to touch her body . kiss her body . taste her body take her body...(now its almost midnight and the hubby walks up to her and tells her he has to give everyone a ride home and while he was gone to show me around the house to make my self comforble . so she does as she was told and we walk into the house and she shows me each room and she takes me to the guest room where I will be staying and,, I shit you. When I stepped out of the shop it was to see several guards. I pulled both pistols and shot one in the head before shooting another through the chest as I started walking. I killed three more before the guards started running. I walked up to the depository and looked at the six men guarding the front.One snarled, "where the fuck did you go?"I glanced at the girl and he snorted, "they are still trying to decide what charges to use on the vault."I glanced inside before moving through the men and.
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