She was scared like shit and looking at me like frightened rabbit.Mona: Hey bastard don’t say anything to him. I love him.Samir: Ha ha ha. U love hi... that’s you are my bitch and keep roaming in those slutty clothes to show your fucking body everyone. He is a big fucking asshole, fool pimp who send whore like you to us for free. Ha h a ha ha.Mona: Samir you are crossing limits you bastard, son of a bitch.Samir: Hey shut up slut. You are so cheap that you even keep showing tities to those filthy. It was during the week and my husband had a vacation week so he was home and doing a lot of fixit up stuff around the house all week. I, on the other hand, have been working some really long hours as it’s been incredibly demanding at work. So occasionally I come home and go back to work in the evening after a few minutes with the family. This evening everyone was out of the house although I new my husband was home since his car was in the driveway and, after doing some cleanup work of my kids. . we're in the store!" he whispered back. "But we're so far in the back. Nobody dares to come here." she whispered as her hand slid lower to cup his the contents of his shorts."I'm Jan by the way." he whispered in a pleasant moan. "Nice to meet you..." she said with a sigh as she took her hand off him. "I understand if you don't want to get caught, Jan." And here I was hoping for some fun that's not recorded on camera she thought with a sigh."T-Tell you what, Alexis." "What's that?" she asked. I turned to Karen and asked if she was okay. She looked into my eyes and said, "You're not going to believe what just happened to me." She leaned over and whispered in my ear, "The drummer just fucked me upstairs." I said, "What?" She went on to say that she went up to the bathroom, did her business and was heading back towards the stairs. The drummer was standing in another doorway at the top of the stairs and said "Hi" to her and how much he appreciated the tip she gave him. He went on to.