By that time, I picked up a shirt and was about to move to another section.She was hesitantly looking at me and about to ask something. I slowed down ...ooked at her. She wanted to know my shirt size. I understood that she wanted to gift a shirt to her cousin who is vising her next week. But she is not aware of his shirt size, and she doesn’t want to ask him as it’s going to be a surprise gift.He looks like me, hence she requested me to wear a shirt which she has chosen. I was happy about my luck. Almost as fast as she hit the ground Warden was on her. His grimy hands wrapped around her slight neck wringing the life out of her. Beth screamed in terror for her friend and began beating on the killer with her fists.Michelle was terrified, he was so strong. She tried to fight but his grip on her neck was making the world slow down. She felt the strength leaving her arms. Her head began to pound and she felt a warm numbness creeping over her. Her vision began to dim. The last thing she saw. We stare at each other and even though we are trying to be discreet we can’t help but kiss in public in front of the restaurant. Your face moving closer to my lips as our lips gently press against each other. Feeling your soft, young pink tongue push through your lips and then my lips as our tongues press against each others. My hand rubs down your back and grabs your tight sexy ass as we moan in each others arms and mouths. You finally pull away laughing with a big smile as I tell you how. "But he ignored her bargaining as Diora weakened and weakened.He clamped his arms over her shoulder, straining to hold one then the other female hand to the edge of long wooden table as he fastened her wrists around leathered manacles. She gave a frustrated howl when both arms were locked out her breasts swaying with gravity beneath her twisting shoulders.She was now bent over the table arms gripping either side her ass feeling the denim shorts tugged down then dragged from one cowgirl booted.