But he is the best not becausehe can, as the famous character Sherlock Holmes, deduct what happened bynoticing small things and connecting the dots; h... is the best because ofhis eyes.When he was 7 years old his family was murdered in front of him inChechnya. He never cried over this, but he also never smiled since. Andsomething happened to his eyes, they become very dark. Even the toughestcriminal was not able to tell lies when he was looking at them. It waslike death itself looking at you.And. The horse was pushing gently but steadily, and May twisted her hips from side to side, forcing her pussy onto his cock-head. Her big firm ass swayed under her arched body."Put the fucker up me!" she gasped.With that big prick at the gates, her loins were smoldering for it. The mysterious depths where only the stallion's prick had ever reached began to ripple with her joyful expectations. Cunt juice poured out, lubricating her cunt hole, making her ready for the enormous plunger of the horse's. A quick surreptitious glance at a couple of pages was enough for me and after a few threats and a couple of cuffs round his ears I was the proud, if brief, possessor of it on the understanding that he got it back the next day so that he could secrete it back in its proper place. Needless to say I was rampant when I arrived home, rushing upstairs on the pretext of homework so that I could calm down before the evening meal. I dare not look at it and managed to just about control myself while we. I place my left hand again on her thighs just above her skirt, tapping it slowlyMe: You both are beautiful no doubt about it.She watched me close as I was having my dinner and my hands were working on her thighs above her skirt under the table. There was no reaction this time aswell. I knew, that she was enjoying my moves as she has watched me fucking her mother the other night. I played on her thighs till I finished my dinner and went back to my couch as she occupied the seat on my side. As.