Faster and faster, closer and closer until suddenly you feel your left arm crushed under the sole of my shoe!Your little bones turn to powder and it t...kes a moment for your brain to register what has happened. My foot doesn't lift this time. It stays crushing your arm to the floor while I look down on you with an evil grin. You cry out in pain and give me a pleading look that seems to come from your soul.“You have the audacity to look up with your tiny little eyes and ask something of me?”. . there's nobody else in here." What?" I said in a startled tone. "You want me to come in there!?" Oh come on," she giggled. "The store's almost empty and there's not a sole around. I'll close the door . . . so if someone comes, they'll never know you're here."Reluctantly, I agreed. I turned to make sure nobody was looking, ducked my head, and scooted inside.Susan's head was poking out of the last fitting room on the right."Down here," she said as she waived me forward.Hurriedly, I ran down. "And what did the postmaster do then?" I asked and looked down at Sherry's beautiful breasts pressed into my chest. We were both getting dressed for a night out at one of our clubs and my prick was stirring at the thought of spending a whole weekend with my sexy sister."He put a fucking grand over the counter like you've always said Boss and then called me, but he got the registration of the bike he fucked off on" The bike?" Yeah" he laughed, "A fucking motor bike" Right we'll get Mister. ” She said with a smile. As she said the last part I could’ve sworn that she looked at my crotch. She was a very sexy woman, especially with that hijab on. I thought to myself hopefully I’ll be able to fuck her tight cunt and ass tonight with her hijab still on. We arrived at the train station and found a room in the train for just us two. There were two couches looking at one another and a window to see outside. We sat opposite of each other and began to talk some more on where we’re going and.