About nine, when the sun was nothing but a streak of blood on the seaward horizon, a big white saloon pulled up and the driver waved to Kris.He went o...ver, cool as anything and leant down, arms on the drivers window frame. He ducked his head to look inside and there were two more guys in the back."Sorry fellas," he said is his honey and silk voice, "I only do one on one's..." He started to back off, but not fast enough and the man in the driver's seat grabbed the collar of his shirt and dragged. She sat above me with legs apart, she was in pant and short top, I am in three-fourth shorts and thin t shirts, I hold her butt and started squeeze, she started moaning, we then shifted to bed and we both holding each other tightly and kissing each other, I started put one hand inside her pant and squeezing her ass with other started touch her breasts above her dress I can feel her bra strap, slowly we started to remove each other dress and become topless and I can feel her boobs inside her. There, he surprised her in the produce department and proceeded to strangle her with his gloved hands. As the poor unsuspecting woman drew her last breath and slumped to the floor, the manager of the produce department stumbled unexpectedly onto the murder scene. Unwilling to leave any living witnesses behind, ol’ Artie had no choice but to strangle the produce manager as well.However, unknown to Artie, the entire proceedings were captured by the hidden security cameras and observed by the. "Yes I guess you have found a true purpose in life," he sneered, "you're really enjoy being a bootlicking toady - don't you?" Yes, sir," I cloyingly replied despite picking small clods of dirt, with my tongue, from between the ridges of the thick Vibram sole of the big boot. "Now, Donna, you can unzip me and take out 'Mr. T', and tell him how much you want him!" he allowed as he sat back on the bed. Mr. T? what did he have a nickname for his penis? How juvenile! I hadn't heard of such silliness.