Readying my gear for another few hours of cycling, I turned to find Teresa standing very close to me, smiling yet saying nothing. She simply kissed me...full on the mouth, finishing with a little bite and suck of my bottom lip. I was stunned into silence, she simply laughed at my obviously shocked expression as she turned to her bike, briefly adjusting the seat once more. We rode along side by side as much as possible from this point, pretending to swerve at each other and giggling like kids. The. Instead, I rose to my feet and set about making another pot of coffee for him. ‘Better get back to work, punkin,’ he said after I’d poured him a cup. ‘That alignment ain’t gonna finish itself.’ I gave him a small smile at the old nickname. He hadn’t called me ‘pumpkin’ in years. Our fingers met across the warm porcelain as I passed him his coffee. I straightened and moved back towards the shop. I lingered in the doorway to shoot once last glance at Dad over my shoulder. ‘It wasn’t the same. Ghr pe koi nhi tha to me dekhne lgi usme jo us ladke ki sister thi wo uske bhai k samne hi kapde badlati h or bhai ko sexy nigaho se dekhti h or bhai ko bolti h ki bhai bra ka hook ni lg rha h laga do naTo bhai usko bolta h ki ok but tumhe bhi mujhe help krni padegi ladki ne ok bola fir bhai ne bra ko dono hatho me leker gol katore uske boobs pe rakhe or halka sa daba diya ssshh ki aawaz nikli behan ke munh se fir dono hatho se hook piche lake zor se khincha kiUske boobs or tight dab gye wo. Ahmet wrapped one of his large hands around Peter’s already constricted throat and began to squeeze. With his air supply all but cut off he saw a demonic glare in Ahmet’s eyes. He would come to recognize that look very well as Ahmet loved to inflict pain on a submissive slut. Peter stopped his struggling and allowed the powerful Turk to position him as his master required. Positioned on his knees, Peter’s feet and hands were both chained to the floor, effectively keeping him from moving. .