As he glanced through the windscreen it was hard to know where the sea and sky separated at this altitude. He looked down at the photograph of Terry w...ich was stuck to the bulkhead. It was a three quarter view of her in jeans and polo shirt with her hair in a ponytail, taken at Sandbanks.He remembered the day, they had run across the sand to paddle in the sea. Thinking of her formed a lump in his throat, as he remembered the things they had done together. For the millionth time he wondered how. I had always got on well with Fran; we saw eye to eye on a lot of thinks and seemed to bring out the creative best in each other. I enjoyed being pushed and I believe she appreciated my honesty on those few occasions where I had let her down.We had grown closer in recent years as we had both been ambushed in unilateral aggressive divorces. In addition to pooling knowledge about how unfair and complacent the English courts were, we supported each other with calls and messages on the tough. I'm sure whatever you pick out will be just perfect."Harriet said, "That's my girl. Come, come sit by me." She patted the seat next to her and I moved to sit there.The limo came to a stop and we were in front a very large store, with a sign that said "The Pleasure Chest." The windows were all painted over and they had "Adults ONLY" painted on them in huge red letters. Bill opened the door and we went inside. The man holding the door said, "Good morning, Mrs. Gamble. Do you want me to lock the. Then he stopped. His cock was buried deep inside of my and I didn't dare move. He pulled my hips upward, putting me on my knees. The new position reduced the pressure. He then removed the cushion.Michelle couldn't look away, I watched as she stared at Jake with his cock inside of me. Sarah was rubbing Michelle's breast as she watched. Jake reached underneath and held my penis until it was hard. I didn't fight him because any little movement caused me tremendous pain. He then began driving his.