“Her and I got matching earrings that were custom made for us by an artisan jeweler while on vacation on Mo’orea.”Tyler felt another wet, femini...e body against his back as Cile also wrapped her legs just slightly below where Katie had hers.“Now Katie doesn’t have to hide hers from you,” Cile said. “And I don’t have to hide the necklace that she gave me for my birthday.”“I don’t want either of you to ever feel the need to hide anything from me again,” Tyler said, his eyes locked firmly on. Sally’s mother had met her socially on a few occasions for afternoon tea and perhaps at the shops. Mrs Jean Cameron was in her late fifties and had been a school teacher in Glasgow before her mother had taken ill. She dressed quite formally in a tweed suit and cotton blouse and was clearly a very confident and capable woman, like many woman teachers at that time. After six months or so her mother had passed away but Mrs Cameron had chosen to stay on in the property and had resigned from her. ”That might have been the first thing that made him stop and think, so he walked over to several others and they began to talk. Finally, they called everyone over and someone grabbed my jeans and shit and cum covered top and lay them under me. Then everyone, including the girls began to piss all over me and my clothes until they were as wet as if I had jumped in a lake. The cuffs were undone and ropes removed and I slumped to the ground where several continued to piss on my hair and body. Most. Thank you.” She gently pecked my lips and lay her head down on my shoulder, my arm encompassing her, holding her body close to mine. “I love you too Kassie, I always will.” I felt her twitch next to me, shifting again, moving closer to me until she kissed me again, on the lips, more insistently this time. “I just realized Matt. I trust you,” she kissed me. “You protect me,” she kissed me again. “I love you,” she kissed me again, and this time slid her tongue against my lips. “I want to thank.