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“What happened?” “They just seemed to never stop fighting. I think they’re going to get a divorce.” “Oh…” I sighed. “Did they say that?” “No, but it’s just… The way they talk to each other, or how they act when they think I’m not around.” she tried to explain. “It’s the subtle things. How they avoid each other and the looks they give each other. It’s pretty much written on boy the wall.” “You know if things ever get to the point where you need someone to talk to or just a place to escape, you’re always welcome to come over,” I told her. “Thanks, I appreciate it.” She leaned over and rested her head on my shoulder. It felt like a shock went through my system. “I feel like I can always count on you, Kevin.” That day was one of the best days of my life, up until this moment. We stayed like that for awhile before we left. “Earth to Kevin!” Jessica waves her hand in front of my face, snapping me out of it. “Lost you there for a second.” “Sorry, I was just thinking back to that day, life was so simple back then,” I sigh. “Speak for yourself, life was never simple for me,” she sighs. “But I know what you mean.” “Right, sorry…” It’s hard to think that the girl I met back then had already gone through so much. She hid her pain so well. “God Kevin, you don’t always have to apologize.” She gave me smile, I knew she was kidding. She always loved to mess around. I can’t help but remember the night of our Junior year before her basketball game with our rival school, who we shared the same town mom with, the Santa Barbara Dons. I woke up that night to a hand covering my mouth. A person in a ski mask was leaning over me. I about freaked out. “Relax Kev, it’s just me.” “Jessica?” I asked surprised. She pulled off her mask and that all to familiar face appeared before me. She had the biggest grin on her face. “I got you one too!” “Why do I need a ski mask? Are you planning on robbing a bank?” I asked for a flood russian of scary ideas ran through my mind. “No Doo Doo, we’re just going to hang up some banners,” she said with a sly smile. “Then why do you need a ski mask?” About boy half way through the second half hour I realised that the egg was getting the better of me. The more that I tried to ignore it, the more I thought about it and the more the effect that it was having on me. “The truth was that I had learned it over the last few months with my friend Greg and my two teachers. “They’re good guys. Anna sneaked a look at him. Madison nodded. At that point he was filled with rage toward her and was venting all his frustrations while fucking her with all the fury he was able to muster. I had my other hand half-way to the zipper of my jumpsuit, high up near my neckline, but I drop it again as I watch Dealla fasten the wrap under her arm. He didn't answer yet again. When I opened my eyes I was tied to the altar. He stuck his finger in. It was still greased with spit russian and lube and semen. What fun would Drastin be if it was rubble? I waited for her to close the door before undressing, which was silly in its own right, since she had seen me naked on many occasion. Not till 11 years later when Rob died suddenly. She is used to this and got right into the spirit of the thing by reaching mom down to grab my butt cheeks and open her mouth for my total entry of my tongue into its cavity. Man but that faggot looked HOT! Rekha's eyes gleamed as an idea came to her mind. Cede now, I no longer wish your destruction." “He’d found out about this and wanted to turn me over to the police. Amélie are you back yet love?” The pain in her nipples, his ramming cock in her cunt and her gaping ass hole forced her to squirt longer and harder. That made my pussy so happy.

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Held his cock with the muscles of her cunt and he plunged to her russian depths. Her eyes were closed and her ears grew full and she began to breathe deep breaths. He plunged, withdrew and plunged again, faster each time. She felt his neck muscles tense and knew he was near…she climaxed on his cock as it came into her and she leaned on his shoulder luxuriating in the moment. She looked over at Eric. His mouth was open mom as he watched his best friend fuck his Mom, take her breath away, bring tears to her cheeks as Mom sighed and gripped the cock inside. A few more thrusts to finish her. Holding her as they were joined but cooling. More secrets to share on an afternoon before the younger children came home from school. Secrets were special things, especially if they could be shared, especially if there were new surprises and new secrets to keep. She looked at Mack. Mack looked at her. Eric looked at the two of them and stroked his own cock until he came…the scene had captivated him. Mom licked him clean. It might be his turn next and they both knew it. This is primarily an erotic bdsm detective story / murder mystery though it probably belongs best in reluctant or non-consent. It might be a bit heavy or extreme for some tastes, so be warned before you start. If The Redhead in the Killer Kollar was at your limits, this is beyond them. There is NO snuff stuff, but one FBI agent gets killed in a rather gruesome way early on in the story. I don’t normally have deaths in my stories, so I want to be explicit about that in advance. WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that exists in the twenty-first century. Archiving and reposting of this story is permitted, but only if acknowledgment of copyright and statement of limitation of use is included with the article. This story is copyright (c) 2019 by The Technician. Individual readers may archive and/or print single copies of this story for personal, non-commercial use. Production of multiple copies of this story on paper, disk, boy or other fixed format is expressly forbidden. Everyone gets a little nervous when the lights of a police cruiser go on behind them. So do I. But when it’s after dark and I know that I haven’t done anything illegal, I get more than a little nervous. In fact, my pucker string pulls all the way tight. It could be nothing... or it could be a setup. A fake police car is the perfect trap that can be sprung almost anywhere dark and remote– like the section of rural road I was now on. In compliance with the ridiculous concealed carry laws in this state, my Glock was secured in a gun safe hidden in the glove compartment. That requirement is in case I might accidentally drive past a school or playground or hospital or public park or whatever. She was playing with her nipple when Jerry accidently opened the bathroom door. Whoa, I need to calm way down. My pulse throbbed in my throat. Late that night in the only lightly lit up sidewalk area, there proceeded a young boy female version of this race. Bill tried to get her to tell him what the problem was, but, being a woman, she said, “Nothing, just a little depression. “That’s definitely true. “Treadmill, treadmill.” Carrie said. I put a third finger in her asshole. “Well Irina. As I got off the school bus mom home, being patted on the shoulder by the lads who didn’t live on the estate and therefore weren’t ashamed, some girl - not sure russian who - even pinched my arse. “It would be sort of fun to be present when the wife comes home, at least be watching from distance.” On the way down the hall, Amy comes running up and slams into her hugging her and kissing her with force. You haven't said you want to be with me—for us to be a couple." Amy chuckled, “Just like her auntie……..Must run in the family.” which made them all laugh.


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