He liked Indian asses and I liked big dicks.How we started is another story, this story is about my 29th birthday. Our regular routine was that I suck...his big fat 8 inch dick every morning in my garage and we did foreplay in car back seat which included him sucking my nipples and teasing them, spanking, 69 style blow-jobs and him dominating me in every way he could which he did but we never fucked. When we met on my birthday morning, he grabbed my hair and kissed me hard spitting on my face and. I had no idea why they used both computers; maybe it was to maximize the chance that I would be caught. I wasn’t sure if it was their initial intent, but it was obvious that they intended to frame me, and use that as a distraction while they made off with their ill-gotten gains.Even more disheartening was listening to her conversations with Daniel and Patricia. I knew that they hated me because Kelly had convinced them that I was responsible for breaking up her marriage. Forget the fact that. She was pushed roughly forwards whilst guided by a hand on her shoulder. The reek of burning wood and the smell of charcoaled flesh filled the air. Sharn wondered in abject misery if any still lived in her village.Her mouth was still filled with the sharp tang of piss and her skin was beginning to chill as the damp stains on her flesh began to dry. Standing shivering in the cold air she waited whilst straining to make out the various sounds around her. Not once did she hear a familiar voice. "Doug put his arm around me and we left. Fortunately none of Brandon's neighbors were out so they couldn't see the mess I was in as we left. When we got home I immediately went to the bathroom and took a long hot shower trying to scrub the events of the evening away from my body. I could not stop crying. Doug came in to check on me I told him I wanted to sleep alone. He left the room and I climbed into bed and cried myself to sleep my body sore and aching but I also felt my pussy get wet as the.