“Yo Matt—isn't that the dude from Jerry's that night we were all down there ? Hunter seemed excited with all the fresh young meat on display. “Y...u mean the one getting his ass kicked”? “Ya, that's him”. “Yo jump out dawg, and grab him---and Hunter, don't hit none of those k I d s, they're minors”.Hunter jumped from the jeep and pulled off the bully from joey. A few bully buds standing around as 'shields' started to come after him, but one stance and a hard cold stare convinced them to change. She silently slipped on her seat belt and held it away from her chest, she could feel the heavy weight of her breasts pulling downward.Youd better take me to the department store so I can get some new bras she said softly.You happy with them? she asked Steve.Not too bad he replied, hope theres not too much swelling as Id hate them to get any smaller, or you might need to re do them.Michelle nodded, saying nothing.The store had no standard bra sizes to fit her new tits and finally a specialsied. The bruises on her butt made it more attractive.I felt like bruises in BDSM are just like love bites in sex, both of them are romantic and exotic.I slapped her butt gently with my oily hands and started massaging them.They are like my stress balls.Both our stress were being released from our bodies.I was feeling so relaxed when squeezing her butt cheeks.I bent forward to give a kiss to her butt to which she looked at me and gave a shy smile.I asked her to turn around facing me so that i can. The ride through the city had only taken part of the afternoon and nothing interesting had happened, but it still felt good to be doing something. He looked over at his squire Rodigo, who was staring with big round eyes at a voluptuous young woman standing in the entrance of a tavern, and smiled. Officially Ronar frowned upon that type of behavior from a paladin-in-training, but unofficially Ronar knew that were he in his sixteenth summer he too might be openly gawking at the young woman. He.