“Huh. Well, less said about that the better.”“Agreed,” says Harry. “Pleased to have it off my hands!”“You’re on,” says the driver. �...�Paperwork: here is your Ace receipt and your tracking number and barcode.” He fixes more adhesive labels onto the crate. “You’ve got our app?”“Yep, it’s here,” says Harry, showing him the icon on the screen of his smart phone.“OK,” says the driver, “so to track your consignment in real time, just bring up the App, enter the tracking number, and you will see exactly. I heard Francis was upstairs together with the kids in their room, then ialso heard Mandy coming in her bedroom: it's time to give an answer, ithought.She sat on the bed next to me asking what was the problem with the pc andif i could solve it: i let her know what i did and that i was about toend and to make it work again. She was happy to know it would have workedagain, then she added that i should be happy too... i knew what shemeant. "So Mark, did you like my husband and the kids?What do you. As soon as they went inside , rivan pushed her against the wall and pinned her hands above. And started kissing her everywhere. Her hands ,her cheeks , biting her earlobes , her neck and then her collarbone. He pulled her top and threw it away . Her boobs were just held by her tight fitted black lace bra. Rivan found the hook and got it off in just one attempt.Her milky white boobs were now fully exposed . Their lust had now reached the apex. Her pink nipples were erect and rivan held one boob. Glistening with cum and pussy juice.The woman buttoned her blouse, fixed her skirt and said "well..good day" I recognized her now, she was the math teacher for the younger children at my school. I couldn't believe it.But as she walked off to the school, the man spoke, his voice confident, strong, powerful."Well, gonna play hide and seek or are you gonna show yourself?"I shuddered but knew I would never be able to outrun him and I didn't want to.I stepped out from behind the tree and blushed.