He could see that her hands had been tied loosely behind her back with a length of cloth or a scarf. Jen lifted the girl's skirt and pushed her backwa...d so that her naked backside pressed against James's face. The skirt was dropped back down, draping itself over James's head as the girl wiggled her arse, pressing his face deeper into the cleft between her buttocks. Barely able to breathe, James tried to struggle against the chain that held him to the horse and the grip on the back of his head. Right from my childhood, he used to play with me and our families are closer than ever. I took care of Kavitha aunty’s just like my own brother. She is very happy because of my true care towards her son and used to treat me like her own son. When this happened I was in my early 20’s. I am an athlete I have a fit body. About Kavitha aunty, trust me when you look at her no one will believe she is her late 30’s. Also, you won’t believe that she has a son who is about to complete schooling. She has. This guy kept good records. You see, he has the other men's CIA operative name, several aliases, and the name each man apparently lives under now. We would have to cross reference a file photo with the ones on these sheets to make sure."John said, "If this is good info, finding these guys will be a lot easier."I said, "Remember, these men have functioned for years and years without being caught. They've left bodies behind to keep from being discovered and captured. Catching them off guard will. ” I continued, letting go of her bottom, and raising my hands up, and round to her chest, taking hold of her well rounded tits, and squeezing them gently. “I’ve never been spanked Sir, not ever.” She sobbed.“Nice tits girl.” I said, locating her nipples and pinching them very hard.She screamed, and began to cry. I pinched them again, and let go, laughing loudly, as she began to sob hysterically. “Put your hands on top of your head, and stand still.” I said, “I’m going to strip you, and take.