"Think you can handle it?" Brenda touched my arm and looked at me with concern. "No problem; back in high school, I delivered morning newspapers on a ...ike, uphill in both directions. Maybe a motor will reset the calendar," I examined the rig with a skeptical smile. Whatever, it was better than walking. "Ten-Hut!" the new First Sergeant's rumbling bellow smothered the excited chatter of new bike owners. "As you were," the leader gestured us to stand easy as she strode to the armor's oaken. Apparently, this was the "surrender" he was waiting for.I wasn’t waiting anymore for any sign from him: as soon as I got on the boat, I went at once down in the cabin while he was sailing out of the port, and at once stockings on, cigarette lying down smoking and waiting for him. I still didn’t know, but I was becaming his slut.That “second time” (I mean after having cum in my mouth the previous day) he came down and said "sit down on the bed" (actually a boat couch); he took off his pants,. A ‘friend of a friend’ put him in touch with a nefarious dark-side underworld figure who went by the name of ‘Artie.’ Artie explained to the husband that his going price for snuffing out a spouse was $10,000.The Husband said he was willing to pay that amount but that he wouldn’t have any cash on hand until he could collect his wife’s insurance money. Artie insisted on being paid at least something up front, so the man opened his wallet, displaying the single dollar coin that rested inside.Artie. There was this awful moment as Diego's and Trisha's eyes met. Everett had meanwhile frozen up as they'd commanded, his cock nestled inside his girlfriend's quim as he lay half on top of her, forced to witness what was about to happen. With a practiced thrust Diego pierced Trisha's left nipple and then her right nipple. She squealed twice as Everett gasped in disbelief. Trisha's loud cries petered out into quiet sobs as Diego inserted gold nipple rings into both of Trisha's breasts. They glinted.