’ “Amber, sweetheart, do me a favour would you? Stand watch for a moment, there’s something Tiff and I need to talk about,” Tom smiled as he ...ently tucked a strand of red hair back behind Amber’s ear. “Sure, I can do that for you,” giggled Amber and shot a conspiratorial smile Tiffany’s way as she walked behind Tom’s back. Paris hesitated. Curiosity burned in her gut and smothered that little voice that screamed at her to leave. Was her best friend as good as all the whispered giggles. Uh... yes, I sort of know her. Why?" Well," Mrs Richards spoke slowly, "She claims that the day you phoned in sick you were actually... uh... not sick. Now, this isn't something I really want or need to know about."She hesitated for a moment as if collecting her thoughts. At first glance, she appeared to be agitated. I realized, however, she wasn't angry, she was nervous.She continued: "I realize everyone lies and calls in sick once in awhile. I've done it myself a time or two. But... and. A German couple seemed a little surprised as we met coming over the top of a ridge. I bet that they got more of a surprise when they got to the beach.We covered-up before walking down into the village and we had a drink and ice cream at the café right on the sea front. It was windy down there and it wasn’t long before my little skirt had blown over and the waiter and other customers could see everything. Back at the Hotel we bumped into Emma and Chloe in the bar. They said that they were going. Several of the med students have their cell phones out, taking pictures of him, all nipples and muscles and strapped to a GYN exam chair his fat juicy pussy held open with a speculum. Boy tries to hide his face but he can’t. The med student with the cock-shaped syringe thrusts it back in his cunt all the way, so the head presses up against the deep knot of nerves that Doctor buried inside him. The med student wiggles it around.The effect of the direct pressure on his nerve button combined with.