Because when we went window-shopping downtown or climbing in the hills, we frequently held hands. I'm sure strangers, if they noticed us at all, assu...ed I was Alex's boyfriend, not her brother, even though we looked so much alike.We also went to the shows at the old-style theaters downtown, the ones with balconies. We would find ourselves surrounded in an upper loge by a dozen scattered couples passionately making out, and we would look around, grin, and squeeze our clasped hands. I could. .”“We’re gonna ... ah ... ah ... ah ... do this a whole lot more.” Roy placed his hands on the small of her back for better leverage. His belly flopped on her ass every time he bottomed out. “At school ... I’m gonna want ... some relief ... at school ... aaaahhhhhhh.” He unloaded inside her and watched the muscles in her back tense as she came on his mighty dick again.Three times that evening Roy deposited cum in his teacher’s pussy. By the end of it, she was begging for another load. He left. Two men lifted Jessica’s body off the floor and carefully placed it inside one of the wooden boxes. She screamed and struggled while she lay helplessly on her stomach, staring at the thick black padding lining the inside of the box. The men pulled a wide leather strap over Jessica’s shoulders, and another over her hips, to prevent her from moving. They closed the lid of the box and locked it, trapping Jessica in the darkness, while she screamed hysterically. Osborne struggled wildly as they. “Now would you please tell me who you areworking for. I know that you are tough and I respect that, but I need to know who you areworking for.” The question slowly worked it way into her mind and she almost told him,but something stopped her. Slowly she forced her mind to concentrate on what washappening to her. At first she just shook her head slowly side to side, and finally mumbled,I, don’t know. It was the best she could do at the time. Bill leaned forward as quietly said;“ I don’t believe.