“I’m interested in an old case from Coombe Ottery. A missing girl named Emily about twenty years ago.”The police officer tapped away on his comp...uter.“I’m afraid you’re out of luck, Sir,” said the officer. “Twenty years ago there was an officer stationed full time at Coombe Ottery and his house served as a police station. Fifteen years ago all the local constables were consolidated here and their records were supposed to be brought here too but the Coombe Ottery records appear to have been lost. As we went to find our clothes we noticed our underwear was the same style except hers had a padded crotch and I had a flap. Even if she had bigger tits, I doubt she would have gotten a bra. The undershirts were of the same material as the long underpants we had been given and they pulled up snug under her tits. It held them so firmly that she didn’t even jiggle when she jumped up and down a few times. Our outer clothes consisted of a pair of pants that looked like jeans and a long-sleeved. Jamie just stared as her breathing caused her huge breasts to heave up and down. 'Overall I would say this is brilliant Jamie. This should pass no bother.' Said Miss Gentleman. She smiled. She had always liked Jamie. Smart funny and a good person. She trusted him more than any other pupil she had ever taught, often leaving him in charge if she was required to leave suddenly. She thought momentary she caught Jamie looking down her top but shook it off.'Nice one. Thanks Miss, I was just nervous. ”“What? Are you serious? Then how did you enjoy the sex with Amit? Why did you never try anal?”“Because it’s very painful.”“How do you know without trying it?”“Please Pravin, do whatever you like but don’t ask me to do this.”“Oh no! Amrita you don’t know the taste of anal sex. It’s my favorite position. I request you, please give me a chance to satisfy you through anal. I beg of you.”“Please Pravin, I abide by your every word. Can’t you keep my single request? You told me that you never force.