He was a good looking guy that worked in one of the stores in a mall not far from where we lived. He was tall and blondish since his father was Italia... and his mother Panamanian. They had met at the food court and from there it went on, movies, drinks, sex and more sex. Karla had told me of Jimmy squirting over her large boobs and how she had even deepthroated him a few times taking his cum in her mouth. That thought made me cringe, but each to their own I thought.Karla swore again and texted. She pushed herself up on straightened arms and smiled at him. ‘I’d like to keep going,’ she said. ‘But I’ve got to go pee.’ Bobby watched, appreciatively, as she got off the bed and, with feline grace, walked out of the room. A few minutes later she reappeared, got back in bed and resumed her caresses, much to his delight. She sucked one of his nipples. It drove him wild! She was one exciting woman! Down over his quavering body Paulette’s lips moved, bringing him once more to rampant glory. Her. "They look like little blisters!" Leila exclaimed tearfully. "But he never had them when I bathed him last night."No, well they do tend to pop up quite quickly, and I 'm afraid that they will keep on popping up over the next few days." Oh dear, what should I do?"Leila obviously doted on her young son, but it was also quite clear that she was not very good at coping with things."Have you got some squash – for him to drink?" Iris asked as she smiled again at the flushed young boy. "You really. "I promised her I'd be there to the end. Someone has to be there for her." I looked at him, he was dying inside but he couldn't abandon his mate and I respected that. "Come on," I said. "We'll stay with you." We joined the crowd leaving the room and heading outside, ignoring those who gave us a wide berth or looked at us like we were somehow guilty as well. The guards had led her to a pole, it was about eight inches wide and twelve feet tall. Chains were attached to the top, and one of the men.