As stunningly crazy as it was for him to whisper, “I live on 8 th ,” as an invitation, she would have gone to the end of the earth to have him ins...der her. He took her hand, kissed her neck and led her up the stairs without another word. His apartment was quite literally three steps away and the second his door latched behind them, he tore off her white tank top and bra and pinned her arms to the wall. His mouth found her hard nipples immediately and she exhaled hard. She pushed his hands away. The judge told usthat if we were adult defendants he would have handed down life sentenceswith a minimum of forty years, and I had the feeling he would have hangedus if he could. As it was he handed us a sentence of eight years youthcustody, followed if we had not reformed in that time by a second, adultprison sentence. He lifted reporting restrictions so that the press wasable to report my name and face. Now things have changed and that couldnot be done in a case like mine, but things were. Bob moved behind her and rubbed her pussy with his hands and then rubbed the moisture around my wife's asshole."Oh shit!" Kim cried out as Bob eased into her. Bob's tool was about 6" long, but was rather skinny, so I figured it was a good "beginner" dick for her ass. As Bob slowly sank into her, Kim was still looking directly towards me, with a look of pain on her face, her veins popping out on her forehead as she struggled to accept him into her virgin ass. Bob was able to get a few inches. ."... " ... catch the tide..."... "Limehouse Pier..." she related.In one sense, to my annoyance, Mace and Mbute had considerable assistance from me. The girls had been quite helpless; strapped, hooded, gagged and caged so that they could be left while Harwell and I were visiting Sir Bristow. If they had not been secured so, I am sure that Horatia and the girls would, together, have resisted the intruders. However, that was not the case. Horatia alone had been easily overcome. All that Mace and.