‘I’m sorry to bother the two of you and for putting you in this situation,’ she paused, and they offered her a seat. The life seemed to be taken...out of her, her normally vibrant blue-green eyes were just a dull flat color. She looked up at the two men, no emotion on her face, and she saw them completely for the first time. They were squatted down in front of her, looking up at her so that she wouldn’t feel threatened by them. They were brothers, that much she could tell by their similar. I was the first to speak ‘this is only the second day together Cassie and we have to work the whole summer.’ She quietly spoke ‘ that’s not what’s bothering me Jamie, I’m wondering what you are thinking of me I have never done anything this impulsive in my life.’ I lifted her chin and smiled down at her ‘you never did anything bad Cassie’ and kissed her again lightly on the lips and then on the forehead and she smiled at me and we moved away from each other and started off for the boat. We. The temptation was so strong she couldn’t remember why it was so important not to touch him. She turned her head and looked at him. ‘All right, but promise me there won’t be any intercourse.’ ‘I promise that I won’t fuck you with my cock inside of your cunt. Is that good enough?’ ‘Yes, that should cover it.’ She could see in his smile that he had a card up his sleeve and she knew she would probably regret succumbing to him. Right now, she didn’t care. He pushed down her pyjama pants and placed. She leaned forward slightly to place the key in the ignition and as she did her skirt moved up ever so slightly along the bottom of her thighs. I said nothing but watched the wonderful show. After she started the car I began going over the options and how to operate them. She turned the AC on, adjusted the mirrors then put the car into drive and we slowly pulled out of the lot. We travelled about six blocks down the road while I basically just watched her drive and checked out her incredible.
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