Enfin, Jérémie, fils d'Eva et frère cadet de Christelle, était venu les rejoindre pour la fermeture.Eva était partie dans l'arrière-boutique pou... fermer le coffre-fort, quand on sonna à la porte. Christelle, qui était allée ouvrir, fut brutalement projetée à terre lorsque trois hommes armés de fusils d'assaut firent irruption dans le magasin."C'est un hold-up! Tout le monde contre le mur!"Eva réapparut à ce moment, pour trouver ses enfants et les trois clients tenus en respect par deux hommes. We all make up our own lives as we go along.”“Speaking of Peter, may I take yours out and play with it?”“May I take yours out and play with it, SIR!”She’s new to being a sub, as well. Giggling. She takes another hit.“May I PLEASE take out your cock and play with it, SIR?”“Put the joint away and roll.”“So it’s a ‘No’ to playing with your cock?”“You heard me, sub.”Heavy sigh! “I’ll let you finger my cunt.”Stone silence.“Fuck! You’re no fun!”She begins rolling joints again.“When did you know that. I was on her body. I started kissing her from her forehead and then to her lips, neck, boobs and nipples and belly and naval and pussy and thigh….everywhere on her body. She was moaning ohhh dear sachin…come on….I love you….get your dick inside my pussy….I said– Rajani, you know I used to dream about you…your cleavage and your lips are too sexy…I just got on her and inserted my 8 inch dick in her sexy wet vagina….she moaned loudly — ohh my dear…fuck me hard…I was just dying for you….fuck me. But dad keeps at him. ‘It’s Sunday! Don’t think, just be here by noon. Get some coffee, eat something and get your ass over here. We’ve got to get everything moved out today and the painting prep work done before dinner. ‘K,’ is the only reply before the line goes dead. Richard hangs up and goes into the garage and gets the boxes of supplies that will be needed for the prep work. With everything in hand he starts upstairs. Richard has had this planned for months. While Joan is out sunning.