Substantial. Very warm to the touch.She was only an ice-cream vendor's daughter, but she had some cones of her own!Much more recently, I had learned t...at Annette reacted quite favorably to touchings of an even more intimate nature, below the Mason-Dixon line. Just that past week, as soon as my ice-cream hands had regained their 98.6-degree normalcy, I had caressed her in after-hours intimacy in the back room of Marty's Ice Cream Parlor, and found her warm, fuzzy center to be a moist, lovely,. Lisa and I decided that we really needed to give the boat a good airing out and cleaning, so we were up at Clareville on Saturday, I tied the boat up at the club rigging deck, we pulled everything out of the cabin, opened the front hatch to let air circulate through, and removed the curtains, cushions and floor covering. All the cupboards and storage lockers were emptied out, and we scrubbed everything thoroughly, letting things dry completely before putting them back inside. The curtains and. As far as we knew, Obaninov's wife had nothing to do with the theft, so Genie transported her to his holding place while we questioned her husband. When we finished, she would be returned to the bed and would know nothing that might have happened.When Obaninov woke up, he was already tied, spread eagle, to his bed and he was naked from the waist down. The ball squeezing had turned out to be such a convenient persuader that we did not bother with anything else. We would have to find something. He'd kill me." WHAT THE FUCK? I didn't expect to say that, but Miranda wasn't finished. "what if we just played around with the toys? I couldn't tell Rob that could I?" She giggled and laid back on the couch. I was done fighting. I was beaten. I was going to fuck every hole on this girl, I was going to pull every trick that I knew on her. I leaned over and kissed her. I loved the feeling of her lips against mine. I imagined them running up and down the length of my cock as I held her.