? ?And just how do I do that?? my annoyance showing in my voice more, perhaps, than I intended. ?You are good with information, I want you to ...esearch them, find out if they’ve been in jail, arrested, that kind of thing.? And that I did for many years, reliable old John, who could be trusted to find out who was safe and who wasn’t. All those years wasted, jerking off, thinking of what she was going through, jealous, yet unable to give her what she wanted. Until she found Gustav. . Coming out of Brighton Station, I felt the icy weather bite into me. Pulling my smartphone out of my pocket, I pressed the power button. The screen came to life, showing me the temperature and time. It was two-thirty in the morning, and the temperature was minus two degrees Celsius. I zipped up my jacket, turned on my Google Map app and punched in the postal code. It showed the street name and forty-five minutes. Pressing the blue start icon on the screen the arrow appeared. I began to walk. She told him her husband would never ass fuck her and she loved it a lot. He reached down and grabbed a nipple with one hand and used the other hand to finger fuck her wet cunt. She never could have sex with her husband when she spent a day with Mark as all his finger and cock fucking her cunt she was always so sore. Even her ass was raw when the eager boy got done with her. He spent a long time eating and fingering her cunt as he did love pussy. After a long rough ass fucking he filled her. "That's a good girl, Mom, "he grinned at her.Tommy stood and took the end of the leash, leading his mother back to the living room. Her hands were secured behind her back again, the way they usually were when she wasn't doing anything about the house."Now you can squat," he said.They seldom allowed Susan to sit in a chair. She had to squat most of the time on the floor, with her knees always open so they would expose her cunt, She squatted now, keeping back arched with her full tits high.Tommy.