Yolanda agreed to paint the baseboards and casings if I did all the other stuff. I had half-gallon of semi-gloss white latex in my storage unit which ... retrieved before leaving for the Michaels’ house. That would look after the trim. I picked up my rubber hammer, cushioned knee pads, gloves, and safety glasses, and I was set for the day. I hadn’t reckoned on the children, and Kirk was full of questions about what I was going to do. The floor would be first, and that didn’t require any nailing. It was fun.As the bus continued on the journey we kept holding hands and when we were sure that people are asleep we continued our kisses and started touching each other. I pressed her boobs real hard and mauled them. She liked it hard. I even gave a slap to her boobs. After some time when we were excited I asked her to drop her bra and just be in her Kurti. She obeyed and after 10-15 mins of caressing her boobs and fondling them she came.I took the moment and pressed my hand on her leggings. The Iranian guy pulled out of the daughter' pussy. He then yanked the poor French mother's brown hair."Shut up bitch!! Your husband's entire gang had been wiped out. But we spared your husband's men's wives and daughters. If you want to see no harm to come to your husband and son, you will do as I say. You and your daughter are now my property!!, " the Iranian guy sneered.The French mother had tears flowing down her cheeks and she was starting to cry a bit.From what Sarah could tell, he must be. ’ Then you slammed all eight inches into me nearly balls deep. I felt my face slam against the tree roots. With both hands I grasped other roots and prepared for a legendary fuck. There was no trace that you were still nervous. You just wanted to fuck me harder than ever before. I had never seen this side of you. I could feel my wet pussy gush all over your cock as you slammed in and out of me. You teased me when I knew I was getting close by pulling out and then slowly sliding back.