” The woman grinned. “I totally understand. Working up a good sweat makes me hot, too.”Amy blushed, although she was no longer sure if she was e...barrassed at having been caught or at how accurate that description was. She frowned. “Please, I’ll just go-”The larger woman pouted. She was indeed larger than Amy, by a good six inches and a lot of muscle, but Amy didn’t feel threatened by her. She rather felt the opposite, sort of a matronly vibe, and her imagination tried to suggest things…“Don’t. I undid his belt and opened his fly and took his manhood into my mouth. I knew he loved this. I craved the explosion of cum in my mouth.I laid down on the blanket and watched him undress. He joined me on the blanket then teased my pussy with the tip of his cock. Lying back, I exposed my pussy and its glistening wetness. As he slid his cock into me, I could feel the goosebumps all over me.I was moaning with pleasure and said to him, “Fuck me like you never had before.”His strokes in me became. ”“Damn, who would have thought?” breathed Brad.“More importantly, who would have done this?” responded Linda.“What else can you tell us, Doc?”“The torture wounds are primarily burns, looks like from a cigarette, bruises of the face from slaps and punches, the nipples on her breasts are distended, probably some type of sadistic nipple clamps, slashes, a box cutter Iʼd say. You can see what he did to her face. Her fingers and toes have been crushed, heavy electricianʼs pliers would be my guess. Besides, he loved to sing old Jimmy Rodger's songs. He actually sounded a bit like the old Singing Brakeman himself. In addition, as Aunt Bessie was heard to say more than once about Jimmie Rodgers."He's just one of my favorites!"Aunt Bessie, along with her other attributes, knew a good man when she saw one. Not only did she put her new boyfriend, Desmond in that select group—she moved him right to the top of her list.Within three months, the two Sweethearts were married and settled down in a.