“Yes general the ceremony is planned in two days.” She replied at a canter.The general looked back at the woman. “Only, if she is ready!” He s...apped; madam Chui nodding in understanding and praying the little blonde bitch would be.It was afternoon before Rachael realised the general had indeed arrived. The beautiful young woman had once again endured a visit to the medical wing, the doc injecting her enhanced tits with a solution for the twentieth day in a row. Her breast ached; the weight. .” Ann was at a loss of words after squirting, but her body was giving Kim all the right signs. Ann’s lower lips dripped onto the bed, a small puddle of the girl-cum she just squirted started to form between her ass cheeks. Kim, on the other side, was just as wet, even though she didn’t squirt, her tight pussy dripped steadily every other second or so onto the bedsheets below her. Kim effortlessly pulled her mother towards her as if the woman was weightless.“Ahhhh,” A long sigh escaped Ann’s. I do not know the state of the Taxi Industry worldwide but in the UK any Licensed Hackney Carriage Driver (that's Taxi driver to you) will tell you no doubt at great length there is a world of difference between a Taxi Driver and a Private Hire Driver including some rivalry. Gordon had been private hire whereas I had driven a Taxi for many years, such a statement deserved punishment, but how?Sometimes the Gods just seem to smile on you. Early in the New Year Gordon was manoeuvring his Nissan. I ignore him at first, wanting to taste that warm creamy sauce stored in his balls. “Kay! That’s enough!” he says half pleading, half demanding. I roll off and lay on my back. He follows spreading my legs, exposing the wet lips of my needy pussy. He went to work, quickly and efficiently, licking the moisture from my thighs as he tickled my clit with his finger. Taking my lips, in his teeth, he spread them, exposing my clit, now fully out of its hood, he chewed gently but firmly. It was.