He watched me. Not smiling, not frowning, just watching. There was fruit on the tray, four sections of whitish-orange jackfruit. I picked them up care...ully, one at a time, sitting with my knees against my breasts, my chin in the valley between them. Television. I was going on television again, that was why they gave me fruit. I ate it slowly, rocking back and forth and staring at the wall.My first time had been very hard. I hadn't wanted to read the words and I'd refused. So they'd beaten me. On some visits back to the UK I convinced my friend to pose for me and I took some good photos of her. However, she resisted my requests to video of her – but she did allow some video capture on my digital camera (at that time the cameras were limited to films of only 20 seconds). In 2006 she visited me for a 2 week holiday – the last one she would get before I moved back to the UK. At this time I was 40 and she was 50. Luckily the house I had had a large outside area and no neighbours so my. I told her to talk to my family for the permission , because you two females were alone in home. She had talked with my family and got the permission from my family . We had our dinner ,and then Semran went to her room for sleep. I was in the kitchen with her and was helping in washing and placing the plates. I was standing close to her. Her back was towards me, suddenly she bent down for something and her big ass touches my cock in my jeans.I felt her soft ass so good, that i got an erection.. Hanging up he set his cell phone, keys everything that had ANYTHING that involved with work or the city on the dining room table, turning he removed his sports coat and tie. Then going upstairs he rushed through a shower and dressed in jeans, tennis shoes and a simple t-shirt. Grabbed a coat and headed out the door to his wife. Back in the cabin Lori had cleaned it up, just minor dust from sitting all winter she went around and opened some of the windows to let the cool night air thick with the.