From confusion to despair. Eventually through what could only be perceived by boredom he stopped thinking at all, the thoughts just clouded his curren... situation and made him fall further in despair. The only way he could fight it was through ignorance.Lucian stared at the white walls that were in front of him, strangely, it reminded him of home. At least whatever thoughts he allowed to invade the everlasting silence told him so. Slowly hours passed. The pain of discarded limb was nothing. Time. The back street was not totally deserted but was much more discreet.Before I could ask him not to call me cousin in-front of the local gossips....Charlie holds onto my hips and looks at my tits with desire in his face."Thanks Gem!" he said."huh?" I saidThen he turns me round and bends me over, and pulls up my black-dress; the 'fuck-me and use-me', dress. Fucked against the wall in the back-street like a whoreAs I stand bent over wondering what Charlie was up to, I felt his hands grip my panties. "Mmmm…" She wriggles and pushes her index finger into his anus, to the first joint. "Mmmm…" She wraps her hand around his cock, stroking it hard. Her index finger is moves back and forth against the tension of his anus. She stops, “We have a deal, until I am completely satisfied?” “Yes, yes, please,” Joel begs. She strokes harder now, grabbing the head of her husband’s cock with her oily hand. Her finger pushes deeper up into his ass. He comes, shooting months of pent-up cum onto his. “Love your outfit, killer heels, and the way you wear that yellow jacket with just one button done up to highlight your cleavage is a turn on,” Joyce tells me as she stands behind me helps me remove it.“I have wanted to do that to you again ever since I had you three weeks ago,” Lara whispers she licks and sucks my nipples.“And that short black skirt is to die for, your thighs look wonderful,” Joyce tells me as she kisses me for the first time and expertly slides it down to my ankles.“Standing.