It marked a year of his prowling the streets of thecity looking for that someone who'd gone without; who was vulnerable andperhaps just a little na?ve... He sighed heavily as he waited in the alley next to her building. He knewshe would come. He'd been watching her for a long time. He knew herroutine. She would be returning from work soon; very soon. He wasn't aparticularly handsome man; he was slight of build, but possessed a wirystrength that deceived past partners. He had dark brown hair that. She looked so good Paul could almost taste her.Carol noticed him ogling the pretty young thing at the next table and put the manuscript down moments before their food arrived. After the waiter left, she fiddled with her blouse, certain that Paul’s eyes were still on the girl and then leaned forward over the table, and then whispered to him, diverting his attention from the pretty girl to her chest.Paul turned and his gaze suddenly fell into her suddenly half opened blouse and the nipple that. The strong odor of semen on my face. My tears have tried but the heat on my buttocks remained. It was paining, but not so dreadful now. I kept staring at his feet and finally gathered courage to look at his face. He had a satisfied smile on his face.Sir : “you can lick my feet now”I didn't need a second invitation. I just fell at his feet and started licking the top of his feet. sucked his toes and ran my tongue along every single inch of his feet. He lifted his feet slightly to allow my tongue. I slide my palm down your broad, strong chest, and grind hungrily against your bulging jeans. In that second of shock, I take my opportunity and bolt upstairs into our room, your boots thundering behind me. I bound into our room, and you manage to catch up to me, one of your hands grip onto my throat while the other grabs a nearby belt and lands a hit across my backside so hard it leaves your ears ringing. My scream is stifled by your thumb pressing against my windpipe, my.