You'd never be wet but I think, with some justification, you might be over-reacting a bit." Mary, love," said Becca softly, "knowing Ray as you do, do...you really think that he's the sort of man that would murder his wife to save his own skin?"Mary shook her head. "No but he might if he was under a lot of pressure." What sort of pressure could he be under here?" asked Steven."One of the others could have come over with him to make him do what they wanted." Did another Australian book in at the. I put in another piece, flicked the lighter and warmed the crack, then put it to my lips and began a long, slow inhale. As the crack took hold of me, Erica began sliding her mouth up and down on my hardening cock, using her saliva to make it wet and slippery. "Ooh, that feels good," I said as I finished my hit. This time I held it for as long as I could, keeping the dense smoke deep in my lungs to get the biggest rush possible. I could hear bells ringing in my ears as I let out a little smoke. On top of all of that Timmy's skin was getting to be very smooth andsoft, and the little bit of fat that was on Tim's slim body had beenslowly redepositing to other areas of his body. Not even Timmy noticedany of this, but he was starting to get a bit of a waist and his hipsand thighs were getting just a little bit plumper! The one thing thatTimmy did notice however was that his nipples had gotten a little darkerand were now quiet puffy and tender. It almost felt as though there weresmall lumps. 'The thing, you see, Matt, is that since I first saw you at that petrol station, filling up your car. I thought, "Wow, I wish he filled me up, too". He gave a gleaming smile. 'And I can assure you, I will… at some point. But actually, do you want to know what I had in mind when I first saw you?' A dark shadow crossed over his face and his provocative eyes were communicating something like this: 'So we like to play dirty, do we? You found your sport, little one.' 'Yes, dying to.' 'When I saw.