He knew that he shouldn't get involved in this. The woman had been calm and in control of herself until those 2 gang members started playing around. S...he either had nothing to do with the murder or she was the coolest murderess in history. He reached behind the seat and found the phone book he carried in the van. He leafed through the pages looking for a B. Krause. He found a Betty Krause listed but the address wasn't listed in the book. The phone company will omit a woman's address if she asks.. The weather at Kasauli was very pleasant on that day. We roamed around the city, went to the sunset point, went through the market holding each other’s hand. We had our meal and by then it was 6 in the evening. As the weather was pleasant all the hotels were occupied and it took us 1 hr to search for the room. Finally by 7 we got a room in a decent hotel. We relaxed ourselves in the room and hugged each other tightly. We kissed madly and were smooching each other madly. I made her lie over the. "I want you to use your little anal toy to stimulate that prostate and ejaculate some cum over my feet. Then, you get the pleasure of licking that cum! Isn't this such a nice arrangement?"I could only moan into the feet I was still worshipping."Take off my shoes, slave," my Ex said. As she commanded, I removed both socks and shoes from her feet, leaving only a couple of smelly, feet in front of me. I inhaled her slouchy, Hooter socks greedily."Now, take your anal toys and do your best to. This wasn't good enough; she was supposed to be 'subservient' in the bedroom, but this tasted too much like 'reluctance' to me. Oh well, I guess there was nothing for it. I backhanded my Mother as hard as I could, sending her flying across the room. "Now tell me, CUNT! What is it you serve?" I said in a dangerously calm deep voice while slowly advancing on her. My Mother quietly mumbled something to herself. I grabbed her by the hair and lifted her, so we face to face, our noses touching..