Sometimes deep inside her sheltered core, she was conflicted because of her shattered persona that constantly pulled her back and forth between the co...forting light and the excitement of dark hidden desires left frustratingly unspoken.A good example of one of her weaknesses was the way in which she had allowed the delivery postman to use a rather heavy black belt to punish her posterior when she slowed him down on his appointed rounds. She never hesitated to hand the belt over to him for his. Everything looked, and seemed normal. What no one saw was Liz closing the small opening to the rear door of her rented van. While everyone looked around, she broke down her rifle, put it back in its case, returned to the driver’s seat, and waited for traffic to start moving past the scene of the crime. When it did, she moved into the flow of traffic, rubbernecked as every other driver did, when she past the crime scene, and moved on. The bastard that killed Tonya and Margaret had paid for his. She released his cock from her mouth, just long enough to smear her own juices around his cockhead. She repeated this action several times till she had savored their combined taste, and was satisfied, she was lubricated and ready. She knew she had suffered from the rejection and lack of any oral attention from her husband. He had attached shame to her large vulva and thick outer lips. To the contrary Jim had told, her during their early phone sex, of how excited he became when he could suck a. He fell in “love” with her the second he saw her. “Hey Cam,” he called out. “Shelly is here!” He watched as Shelly walked away with Cam. They went to view her pictures. As Shelly turned the corner, she looked back at Charles unexpectedly. It seemed to Charles that possibly she smiled but he wasn’t sure to be honest. He knew he couldn’t disturb them as Cam and Shelly looked at her pictures. “I’m not so sure I like these,” she told Cam as she referred to the one of her in her brassiere and.