He had friendly brown eyes set in a classic square face that was shadowed with a few days' worth of stubble. The tank top and basketball shorts that h... currently wore accentuated his lean, athletic body. Each time I encountered him, I thought about the most recent time I had seen him shirtless and sweaty playing basketball in the driveway with my brother."Hey," I replied. "How's it going?" Good. Good." He took a few steps into the room. "I got a question for you."Though I had relaxed slightly,. 11 inches. She had a very beautiful body structure with a bit of added weight around her waist area, which made her look very sexy.She had measurements of ‘38-32-36’. She was an educated woman and was a B.A. graduate. After her husband’s death, she decided to work for her relief. She was working in a bank for almost 1 year. When her son add years to his age, she soon realized that she should take care of her son. She had no one in the world except her son, and he was her world. So she decided. “No! Please God, no!” She began to pull at the wooden block but it was too heavy for her to move.” The man came towards her and pressed the point of one of the nails onto the top of her soft tit.“NOOOOOOO!” Screamed Zara. “NO! NO! NOOOO!”“Yes, yes, yes!” The man taunted and brought the hammer down on the head of the nail driving it through Zara's helpless tit. She screamed louder than ever as the cold steel was driven down through her tender flesh and into the wooden block beneath her. I furrowed my brow in contemplation as I thought about the question. "About two weeks, I guess. Why?" "Just wondering," Michelle spoke softly as she turned her head to lookout the window. A few seconds of silence followed before I spoke again. "How long has it been for you?" I asked. "Honestly?" "Yeah." "About thirty minutes." I turned my head in surprise. "Are you serious?" Michelle nodded, an embarrassed smile spreading across her face. Iimmediately felt a rush of blood to my dick. "You.