" Never heard of it," he replied as he hunted for the large microwave bowl. "But I don't usually read that kind of stuff." This is really involved and...really good, and a lot about the main character, Phadre, really rung well with me. The gal in the cover painting even looks a lot like a younger me. Without going into the complications, she has this really elaborate back tattoo that's actually a symbol indicating she's bought her way out of bondage, and it really means a lot to her, a real point. Stepping in, he said, "Let's go." The two vehicles pulled out. "Where did you put it?" It's in the tool cabinet of the fire truck. That should keep whomever it belongs to busy for a while, or, at least, not following us." Did you tell Tom?" No, I think he figured it out when I walked over there. Besides, the signal's strength should decrease when it was moved to the truck." Did the firemen ask you anything?" The Chief wanted to know if I saw or heard anything. I told him what we saw and heard.. The cop's big hands kneaded her rump through her jeans. Then he slid up her stomach. He pushed up her breasts.The girl's round, young tits filled his hands. He massaged and kneaded them. The girl moaned, rubbing her ass back into his crotch. The mother fingered her cunt as she watched, the handcuffs gleaming between her thighs.“Oh, yes, yes,” my wife moaned, her excitement groaning. “Mommy's getting hot watching. I didn't tell her to do that, either.”“She loves the sight of that hunk molesting. Several strikes landed in quick succession on each breast,leaving thin red streaks on her flawless skin. Her chest heaved as he thencontinued to whip her tits. Her fingers interwined with the metal as sheheld on. The look of blissful agony on her face told him all he needed toknow. He traced down her body with the end of the branch, until once againit was between her legs. The point of it jabbed her clit gently. The lookon her face showed she wanted to beg for more. He dropped the.