’ He spoke with an American accent, a bit of a twang, his frame slim but well muscled in the arms and shoulders. Sin relaxed his stance a bit, not ...rusting yet as he didn’t know this stranger, but willing to give him the benefit of the doubt, considering how the American had kept him from what would have probably been a good ass-kicking. The weasel was starting to stir. ‘If you would guard them for a moment, I will fetch the port authorities,’ Sin suggested. ‘Try anything, and I’ll gut you. He greeted me with, 'Oh you're back.' I said yes I was. He said 'For good', and I said no. Then he burst into tears. He sobbed and sobbed and begged me to go back with him. He said he was so lonely and he had no one to turn to."I said he brought it on himself and then he started ranting that he had done nothing to you. He hadn't organised anything. All he'd tried to do was help. He begged me to believe him. He said he couldn't understand why you were trying to frame him, it wasn't his fault I'd. I could smell the alcohol on him. Shawn pulled my robe completely of my body leaving me naked and wet In front of him. I felt so helpless as his hands groped up and down my naked body.His fingers were rough against my breasts, grabbing and squeezing them hard. I whimpered, giving another attempt at a struggle, but knowing full well I was giving myself to him. His breathing was heavy now, and I could feel him tug his boxers off.'I'm going to fuck you so hard, you're going to walk with a limp for. OF...50P I HELP AN ELDERLY LADY WITH HER STOCKINGS/TIGHTS...THIS TIME I WEAR TIGHTS WITH DOTTY. After the last disastrous helping session with "dotty's" tights, I abandoned my 50p bob a job style Saturday afternoons, as i didn't want to give in to temptation of knocking on her door, which i would of, it certainly wasn't "dotty's" fault that she fell foul to an adolescent with a nylon fetish, and anyway I'd saved up enough for my spending money for my holiday so really had no need to do it as I.