After a quick second peak, that is. The sheets crumpled at the foot of the bed. She was laying there like a classical painting. A sleeping Venus. One rosebud nipple poking through between her hand, resting sleepily. Hair tousled. My thick drowsy phallus went back to full erection at the sight of the shape of her mound, her pale skin. Luminescent, as poets tend to ruminate. I’ll admit it, I’m a sucker for that stuff. Bit of indie underground in there please, though. I like my faux-realities slightly raw and singed. “Aren’t you cold?” Her skin confirmed, she only grunted. She grabbed the glass of water on the nightstand, barely getting up. Her hazel eyes peered over the rim of the glass, looking at my bulge. A smile curled her lips, spilling the water in the shallow chalice of her clavicle. “Sweet mother of god I love those eyes.” I put the coffee mug next to her. She grabbed my cock through my boxers, kneading it gently.“Is he okay?” I chuckled. “Skin’s a bit tender. You monster. Show. A tall young man wearing the tan State Patrol uniform got out of the cruiser on the passenger side. He turned, reached inside, and pulled out a long weapon of some kind. He closed the cruiser’s door and started toward Melissa’s car. Ann looked at the young man and realized he looked like a younger version of Martin. ‘Ann, that’s my brother Marty who just joined you back there,’ Melissa said. The young trooper got into the back seat of Melissa’s car with Ann, and put his weapon down along his leg. ‘Hi,’ he said, smiling at Ann, ‘I’m Marty Flannigan, you must be Ann.’ ‘Ah, hi, Marty,’ Ann said. ‘Nice to meet you.’ ‘You got everything all set, Bill?’ Marty asked Melissa’s fiancée. ‘Yeah,’ Bill said, ‘there will be two of our guys and a sheriff’s deputy waiting here at the diner. James County’s got at least one guy behind Martin, and there are a couple more of their people coming, too.’ While Bill and Marty talked, Melissa put the car in gear, drove out of the parking lot, and headed.
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