Although he had left the Special Forces, it didn’t mean that his instincts and training that he gained during his time in the Forces left him. No, r...ght now his instincts were telling him that something was awfully wrong. It was possible that when his wife and son arrived at Jessica’s yesterday morning, things might have gotten out of hand and they didn’t have time to call him. But during the night once everything had calmed down, he knew that Jessica would have called him, knowing how worried. Some had tiny?raspberry?like nipples, while other girls sported large quarter or half dollar sized aureoles. Josh loved to chew on young girl nipples. He loved to put clamps on them and watch the little beauties squirm in pain. During the summer, he would teach the boys how to torture a girl's tits. How to slap them and twist them and burn them and clamp them. The panties came off and six beautifully bald pussies were on display. Tender little cunt slits with puffy little girls lips. Some of. Phoebe obviously found it a great deal more than mildly enjoyable! This previously calm and capable lady began to gasp and moan and as their mouths drew apart there was a look of longing on that previously impassive face. She uttered a string of passionate endearments. Then her customary self possession returned and she disengaged herself."You'd best get back to the game, my dear. And I hope you do beat him at least once. You've still got over an hour! Good luck, and don't forget to say. We then went back to join the others. We played and sang for another 30 minutes or so. I said that I had to get going, but that I would play one more before I left. I played, Van Morrison’s Moondance. Everyone loved that one. I got up and put my guitar away as Frank started to play one more. I picked up my guitar and started towards the door. Judy followed me and said, “Thanks again, Tom. You really did save us. Twice today! Hey you’re not leaving without a goodbye hug are you?” I laughed and.