Her face was pretty under the tears and I noted the curve of her hips and her generous breasts all squeezed into a blouse and dress that only served t... add to the eroticism. I felt her, warm and swelling against me as I hugged her back and pretended that it was just affectionate. ‘We were worried,’ she said, taking a step back. A warning bell went off in my mind. ‘We?’ ‘Well it’s been more than 2 days, darling. I had to do something…’ She motioned me into the hallway and then through to the. Put some on my fingers? Yes, it is very sticky, my little honey ass baby."I saw him put his hand up and in the light from the bathroom door; I could see the liquid glistening on the tips of his fingers."Put my fingers in my mouth! Must I do that, dearest? Yes, I will, my pet. Describe the taste, you say?"He licked the tips of his fingers and even put one inside his mouth and sucked it. I was really quite surprised at his actions because I had always known my finicky husband to be most. She leaned down to their captive, grabbed a hank of his hair and pulled his face to hers - ?You'd better give me the right numbers for this account or you will really be sorry?. He grunted defiance and tried to struggle away from her grasp. The redhead rolled his body to the side with her foot and kicked him in the groin. A couple of moments after the searing pain subsided, he saw he really had no choice, so he shook his head in agreement. His gag was roughly cut off, just enough to get the. It was nothing to wake up in the middle of the night and reach for the phone, picking it up with out it ringing and him being on the line calling me because he’d had a flashback or nightmare. That Christmas was my happiest one. Shane had bought me a promise ring and had hid it in a stuffed animal. He promised that as soon as school was out that we would get engaged and be married. We were already making plans and they consisted of the “American Dream”, 2 kids, a little white house and a dog. .