My tears came harder as my body gave into his attack, my nipples hardening as he nibbled on them. Your nails dug into my hips bone making me buck hard... moving towards him. Thats it pet, come to me. My eyes glistened looking into his eyes, submit to me. I shook my head, which was responded by a deep feral growl. Your hands turned me around and started slapping my arse over and over again. The pain got worse with each spank. I could feel it going red with the blood rushing to it. I lost count. It was an amazing figure. She had flawless light brown skin, tall at 5 feet 6, an hourglass figure, with a narrow waist that looked like a perfect 36-26-36. Her round c+ breasts just jutted out of her chest without a hint of sag, and her mid-sized dark brown nipples were softly erect, sitting on creamy puffy pouty areolas. I tried to complement her and speak but all i was able to emit was a sort of croak… And a wow!! I realized that i had been holding my breath too long and that my face was. They didn'tseem to need her anymore or even want her in their lives.Why had Kelly been dressed as a little girl? She'd never found out. Thepolice had called her this morning and told her that her"granddaughter" was all right and back with "her" mother. She hadn'tcorrected them. The police had told her they were still looking forPhil and that if she heard from him to call them. She had promised shewould but she wondered about that. I never seem able to do the rightthing at the right time, she. A good habit. Diesel won't explode like gasoline will. It's good to remember the fumes with diesel ... even if you don't run gas. Someday you might have a boat with a gas engine.Then I fired up the diesel and kept the exhaust fans going. When the gauges were in the GREEN I let in the clutch and picked a gear, and let out the clutch. We were moving.The Unterseeboote, after insuring by visual contact, that we were actually moving, led the way. We were going to Germany whether we wanted to or.