A bright blot of blood stood out on her small, round breast and she looked down at it.“Like to talk?” I asked.She shook her head. “I can’t.”...��Why not?”“They’ll hurt my mother and my little sister,” she said, looking down at the dirt floor.“Who will?” I asked, lifting her chin.She shook her head again. “I can’t tell you; I can’t.”I slipped my knife under the waistband of her dress along her flank and slit it open all the way to the hem. It fell away leaving her wearing only her shift which hung. She immediately movedto the side of the stairs and crouched. Mike was a little thirsty and was coming down to get a glass of water. Ashe came down the last couple of steps he felt a draft – had he left theback door open? Mike took the final step onto the floor, turned to see a windowopen, and then his world went black as he briefly felt a pain to the side ofhis head. When the man stepped off the stairs, Tamiqa instinctively sprung into action,swinging her right fist with all her might and. “Next Sunday at three in our condo. Does that work for you?”When they arrive my man Roger and I are both looking forward to performing for them and the sexual pleasure it will provide us, hopefully for our guests as well. Watching another attractive couple fucking has to be high on the list of erotic experiences. It certainly is for me.Roger is wearing just a business shirt with all the buttons undone so his flaccid, though impressive, freshly shaved cock is on display for them, as they both. And they were built so that even stuffing them withtoilet paper might have filled them out, but looked dumb with toiletpaper cleavage. Trying not to get too frustrated, he tossed it asideand went back to the bra he was having so much luck with and some of thetighter panties.The trick he tried the other day worked this time. Securing his dick inthe stretch fabric of the panty he was able to pull it back, till itpractically disappeared. Something that completely amazed Marc. He lefthis.