Thursday was a bit of a slow night, but they were under strict orders not to close early. There were only a few patrons in the bar, but Rachel put on...quite a show for them, which Jason was also enjoying. She was wearing a loose-fitting top, and whenever she leaned over her tits showed, and sometimes she would let Jason see all the way to her incredible nipples. She looked a lot like this: http://xhamster.com/photos/view/2507161-41227544.html. The best part about a slow night was that Jason. Those other things were things that she could take in small doses andthe irritation they produced was still there, but it was adding in whathappened in the bedroom that pushed Tonya over the tipping point. "Don'tlook for me to tell you all of the details," she said after motioninghim closer. "In fact if we weren't talking about this..." She nudged thebaggie of herbs. "I wouldn't be having this conversation with you atall, but you need to know so we are having it."Cecil nodded in. ..he's vulgar andcrass. He grabs my wife's breasts, twisting and squeezing. My wife criesout, but he just keeps attacking her soft tender breasts with his roughhands. My wife tries to pull his hands away, but he grips harder into hertender breasts and my wife lets out a scream. He pulls the Chemise off ofher and tosses it on the floor. My wife's tender breasts are turning pinkas his hands brutally manhandle her naked breasts.The chain to my leash pulls taught as I instinctively jump up to save. My fingers flowed through her hair that glowed like golden sand in the half-light of dusk. She returned the passion I could feel rising in my heart, our bodies pressed together. Gently I pressed my lips to her cheek and looked down upon her face, so close and beautifully relaxed and she bathed in my love, which flowed bounteously over her. What dream was gliding behind the closed lids of those sweet eyes? I sheltered amongst her satin hair, breathing deeply the totally disarming perfume of a.