"Bitte fick mich," flehte sie nun. Also drang ich in ihre Möse ein, während sich meine Finger um ihre steifen Nippel kümmerten. Noch immer trug sie...ihre Stiefel und den Rock, das Shirt hatte sie nur hoch gezogen. Plötzlich spürte ich ihre Finger an meinem Arsch. "Mein Freund mag es, wenn ich beim Ficken einen Finger in seinen Arsch stecke," sagte Sara und schon war ihr Mittelfinger in meiner Rosette drin. Gekonnt bewegte sie ihn hin und her, was mich noch geiler machte. Nun zog ich meinen. In fact, the TG made so much more money when the H&T was not operating that the Rangers believed that the TG had something to do with the raids. That certainly would explain Harrington's connection to the scheme. They suspected that the plan was for Smedly to buy the H&T and sell it to the TG, making a nice profit from the deal. If the TG owned the H&T right-of-way, they could charge as much as they wanted to for freight to use the shortcut.Smedly could claim to be innocent of any wrong doing. See," I know what you wanted to see." Grace's already hard nipples began to tingle when she saw the wide eyed stare of her son. "They are only breasts. All women have them." They are beautiful breasts. They are the prettiest I have ever seen," he said almost in a whisper.Grace felt a chill run down her spine and she unconsciously thrust her breasts outward, keeping her arms covering most of her breast flesh. "So how many naked women's breasts have you seen?" she asked."Not many ... uh ... I. A feral house cat sprinted across the road, a severed, human foot ― sporting a toe ring ― between its jaws. Nobody said anything, because there was nobody to say anything. The streets were emptier than the heads of the Maskholes ― those stupid enough to wear face masks, to protect themselves against an "epidemic" that didn't exist.But why was I complainin'? At least I no longer had to deal with traffic.And why should I be surprised at the barren state of things? If you'd studied history ― and I.