I was in love. This was the ultimate piece of clothing createdespecially for me. I couldn't tear my eyes away from it.A nearby voice startled me. I ha... concentrated so much on the sweater,that I hadn't noticed the saleslady."Pure Kashmir," she said. "That is something really special."I could only nod. I had to have this sweater!"Unfortunately it's not so inexpensive," she continued. "189 Euros."Every trace of color left my face. Here I had found the ultimate dreamsweater, only to find that it. Her cries are continuous and the tears are rolling down her perfect face.I grow tired of this game and stop to catch my breath. She stays on the ground; her only movement the spasms from her choking sobs.“Spread your legs.”Despite her sobs she dutifully spreads her legs and grabs onto her thighs with her arms. Her pussy is perfect. Shaved smooth as I requested. A delicate flower with almost nonexistent labia minora. I kneel down by her pussy and roughly shove two fingers in. Her pussy is still. Jeff said, "Oh, you won't have to wait long. But, there's still a few things in here you need." He picked up a choker necklace and then studied the various charms available. They included such things as a boot, a small lock, a key, a dog, and many others. He chose a small silver star. A variety of bondage devices were on a low shelf. He instructed Hayley to pick out a pair of handcuffs that looked comfortable. Hayley had been tied up before, but never with a device with a lock. She had always. ’ Not only because of her time spent here, and what she did, it was the fact that from almost his first day, she had made the effort to make him feel welcome. Not many of the other staff, treated him as anything more than a security guard. Sarah treated him as if he were a friend. Someone she could take to, if she so wished to. Kithan smiled. ‘Click.’ The kettle boiled, the sound of it switching off causing Kithan to jolt out of his thoughts. His hand moving to lift the kettle and fill both.