’ ‘Then why are you crying?’ Our eyes met and held and I’m sure that we were both remembering the last lovemaking, just forty minutes earlier,...of looking into each other’s eyes and sharing tears as we shared an orgasm. I had held her afterward, wishing that it could last forever but Lance’s knock had returned us to reality and the fact that she had to return to the circus. ‘Because we’ve fallen in love.’ I whispered, speaking the words of my heart as my emotions threatened to strangle my. “Ow what?” this time the pinch was harder and he twisted causing some real pain.“Ow , Sssir,” I almost hysterically giggled.“You have been a very naughty boy, and as a representative of the legal profession I think it is my duty to show you the error of your ways.”“But sir I am a good boy.” I cried a reply.“Oh no you are not you are so very naughty.” His tone became a sort of mock stern, “you come here in a sexy suit, trying to look so normal and innocent, yet I know that you have been. Then she saw (with some difficulty) ric, and struggled so as to almost break free.to my surprise, sam removed the gag. 'let me go you pigs. I'll send you all to jail.'the result was a series of slaps, which reduced her to sobs. ric grabbed her mammaries, and mashed them like dough. i had been doing nothing, wondering where this was leading to. molestation wasn't on the menu, but i couldn't blame ric. i found my hands join rics in abusing her mams, as testosterone surged in me.her boobs felt. Khan was a good businessman lived in his lavish villa with his wife Nabeela 38, milky white skin, perfect body with sexy curves and luxurious 38d boobs with an equally entertaining ass.Their cute little daughter Sultana just turned 18, an instant boner activator with skin milkier than her mother with 34 boobs and its bigger for her age and it's not such a bad thing.Life was going fine, suddenly Mr. khan fell sick and died a slow and painful death and all his savings were lost in treatment and.