“You little wench,” he growled. “You’re torturing me.” Naomi raised one delicate brow to taunt him. “That’s what you get for being so de...anding, first thing in the morning.” He gave her an evil grin. “We’ll just see how you like being tortured.” He grabbed her and turned her spoon like against him. Lifting one of her sleek thighs, he plunged into her, grunting in satisfaction when she pressed back against him to take him deeper. He kneaded her breast and nibbled the curve of her neck as he set. Her age was a problem because it was the prime age for trafficking female flesh across borders.My sister Princess was concerned because her ass cheeks were showing signs of rough treatment at the last stop. She would pull down her jeans several times a day to apply the cream prescribed by her skin doctor who gave it to her for free for the perk of humping her on each visit. The poor man was totally obsessed with her and she pussy whipped him with great pleasure.We stopped at a road motel on the. But this time with my boyfriend himself. So I wasn’t prepared for the rough double penetration.I reached there on time, and after a few kissing, cuddling, and boobs squeezing, we got naked. I was about to recline on the table when from nowhere, Mayank showed up. Again all naked, he got inside the cabin. I was so traumatized that I forgot I was all naked, and so were Rishab and Mayank.Mayank came straight towards me. He hugged me, kissed me full mouth, and squeezed my left boobs and right bums. I thanked Simon for telling me the background to his problem.“Are you going to shave off your fuzz?” I half-joked.Simon gave me his delicate smile and said, “I don’t know. I’ll see if any other signs appear.” Other signs did appear.Friday, eight days later, I was in my room, finishing off a story assignment, when Simon came, holding his ubiquitous envelope file. I guessed this would be another sketch. As he entered, I noticed the upper lip was clear.Simon sat at the table while I sat at the.