.I started to sob in my throat as the pain and humiliation hit me. I covered the sobs with a grunt, trying ever so desperately to hide my pain. 11, 12...times then she stopped. I was in pain, far worse than on the hand, she knew how to use that cane; but I wasn’t going to show it, I had an image to uphold.I was now lying on the table, my chest against it, tears running down my face. Not from the pain, I could take that, I was humiliated. The pain on my skin was like nothing I have ever. All right, Diego, here’s your chance to be a hero.’ ………. Later that evening… ‘…tonight’s news starts with a lead on the Lonely Hearts Murder cases. This woman is a person of interest. If you know this person, you should call NCIS as soon as possible…’ The television was on at Murphy’s and as the woman’s sketched face flashed onto the screen, Johnny Trittle spewed his beer out onto the bar top. ‘Holy shit!’ He reached into his pocket for his cell phone and quickly called the number on the. Her nipples were really big, with very dark areolae over two inches in diameter. She had a fairly slim waist, and really big wide hips. She was worried that her big curvy bum was too big for her to model, but Gurdeep seemed to like it, so maybe he was right after all? She had waxed again just yesterday, so she was totally smooth below the neck, and she loved how puffy her pussy was becoming as she got older.As she got into the shower, the warm water cascading down her curvy body made her feel. Looking to the left, above the dresser there was a mirror. She had a dreamy far away expression on her face as her blue gloved fingers pushed in and out of my ass. She cupped a breast and squeezed and smiled. It felt huge! I felt pressure and then stretching and then… More pressure. Lots more pressure! She slapped my ass. Threw her gloves at my head and then began scratching my back, my ribs.. pinching hard and slapping my ass. Then she started pounding me in earnest. I watched it like.