When you are so high, it's easy to come crashing down." Honey, I'd still love you!"*** 1929 was the changing point of my life. It was a changing point...in many people's lives. No one could say his or her life changed in quite the same way as mine. But all of these changes happened because of one single event; the Stock market crash. I was a strapping young man at the time, 20. Just like my late father I had made a small fortune doing nothing but playing the market. And with that fortune came the. Now covered in sweet, thick and rich syrup, they proceeded to lick the syrup off each other’s bodies. Enjoying the rich and sweet taste that only Ms. Buttersworth brand syrup can deliver. They moaned and licked and sucked for at least an hour. Pancake couldn’t get enough of the taste of the syrup fresh off her young nubile flesh. He especially enjoyed licking it off her perky erect nipples, cupping the breasts which were now slippery with saliva and Ms. Buttersworth brand Syrup, a product of. After a moment of indulgence Christy turned her face away, as if awakening from a trance and realizing that what she was doing was wrong. "No, Reggie, I can't do this with you."Reggie grabbed her chin and forced his tongue back in her mouth.She arched her back, then her arms softly embraced him again. "Mm-mph, mmmm. Oh, I'm cumming, Reggie. I'm your girlfriend and I love you. Mmmm. You feel so good inside me."She was not acting anymore. The kiss and the hug were real. Christy was surrendering. I should leave the thinking to my, my master.’ It didn’t seem right to call Roger her master but decided not to worry about it and leave the thinking to him. ‘Do you remember what I told you yesterday?’ He asked. ‘Oh, sir I’m such a silly little thing I can’t remember.’ She put a finger to her gorgeous pouting lips as though it might help to think. ‘I’m your sexy French maid. You are my master and Honey must do as she is told or will be punished. Oh! Have I disappointed you sir? You must.