I kept one hand on the wheel, my free hand explored Lyana’s limp body.I ran my hands on her smooth thighs. I let my thumb rib her inner thighs.Hot d...mn, her thighs are really smooth.I brushed a strand of her hair away from her face and I slowly let my hand slide down.I let my hand invade the protection of her bra. I cupped her breasts and squeezed.I pulled my hand out and unclipped her bra. I fondled both her breasts with one hand. Kneading and squeezing.Lyana’s breasts are so beautiful. They. . first. I have waited for so long for this day ... this time, for the chance to prove that now that we are together, I refuse to ever separate from you again. From now on, my life is yours, to rule as you please.“You are the head of this family, Ian. Make no mistake of that. I went out of my way to ensure that. Submissive partners, all of us, deep down. People who are strong, even dangerous, normally, but were born to serve a dominant man. Even Kerry was handpicked for her role. None of this. The barmaid's tights and knickers just down her thighs, her belly and tits squashed against the table she was moaning each time my buddy pushed his cock into her, and her arse rippled as his groin slapped against it.The bitch asked, he said to me, didn't want to say no. The barmaid looked up; her face showed pleasure and concentration as a hand went back to hold my buddies arse, leaning on an elbow the barmaid looked over to me and said join us. Picking up the pace, the table moved as my. "I got a very chilly feeling and told him, "Please do me a big favor, tail them and call my cell phone about their doings. I'll be on my way."Pimp Olson wasn't any real pimp but usually involved in the gray-zone of legal and illegal monkey business. He was a genuine asshole who had got the nickname once in the time when he demanded his beautiful trophy wife to fuck a customer as a part of some complicated business agreement. She had refused and been beaten yellow and blue, what sent Olson for.