You realise that this can only mean one thing and you hear me say ' are you ready my sweet one?' You ndt your head in acknowledgement and prepare your...elf, you clench your muscles as tight as you can. You yelp in pain as the final blow is administered, your legs start to buckle but I hold you up and turn you around so that I'm facing you. I pull you towards me and hold you tight as you rest your head on my shoulder and I gently stroke your hair with my left hand while I massage cold cream into. But whatever they say, before you know it they’ll have all my clothes off, and I’ll be there going red while they poke me and fiddle about with me. And this won’t be in places where you’re meant to be naked. And then my clothes’ll go missing. And I’ve got to go home in the cold, with goose-pimples all over me, and everyone staring and laughing at me.’ Becky was quite a short girl – barely five foot tall – slightly round and shapeless but not exactly fat with nipples which were almost of the. The whole time we sat there, eating and discussing what happened, he never asked once where we had been when everything broke out after the Feds and my back-up had arrived. I did get a chance to ask him about the envelope he had in his safe and he looked at me kinda funny for a moment before he answered."Funny you should ask about that, Jon. Myrna called last week and reminded me that I hadn't given it to you. She also had me do a bunch of deed changes and other personal stuff for her. Jon,. I threw her legs over my shoulders and without a break shoved myself inside her to the hilt, making her scream with ecstasy and pain. Over and over,I slammed my cock into her, watching her tight pussy swallow me whole. She screamed and cried, her head thrashing back and forth, her arms straining against my as her body tried to wriggle away. It was too intense, too much, she was crying and gasping and moaning all at once. Suddenly, I pulled himself out of her, flipped her over with one arm, and.