S<strong>usan Cochrane<br/>One Emily's boat<br/>With Jaguar woman, controlled by Jaguar woman.</strong><br/><br/>Susan didn't understand a word of that... but she didn't have to.  Amusement, confidence, desire, all those emotions the Brazilian wasn't even rying to hide.<br/><br/>Susan wasn't even trying to control herself anymore.  Her hips lifted and ground against the leg tight against her, she arched her back at the s\teasing touch so briefly under her bra... She might have, would have cursed if she'd had the presence of mind.<br/><br/>