It will ruin Jon’s life. There will always be questions following him around,” I explained.“We have to work this out. I need you. I think about ...you all the time. I think about Alyson as well, but I ache for you.”“Please let me hold you,” Thia begged. I made sure we were alone, then I held her and kissed her. It was very touchy feelie as we continued to hold and kiss each other. I couldn’t resist rubbing Thia’s back as I held her. I knew the effect touching her ass was having on her because she. He was warm and firm in my hand and he began grunting as we kissed. "Yes," came the voice from behind me, "Jerk him off. Make him cum on your shoes. Think about how his sperm will never enter you. Unlike me. I'm inside you, and I'm leaking with every thrust. You could already be pregnant!" He felt so good inside me. So rock hard. The cock in my hand was smooth, and would be an OK fuck, but I knew the one behind me was a pleaser. Bumpy, veiney, a cock made to stimulate, and stimulating me it. Still, Tink worried about being penetrated with this huge thing but she had little choice but to trust in her Master. If he would impale her, she would be impaled. Hook began to gently enter Tink with the iron pin and he moved it slowly and gently, in and out with only about two centimeters inside her at first. Tink began to squirm on her cot as the pleasure began to overtake her senses. A soft moan escaped her lips and Hook went in deeper, still a gentle motion. “Do you like this My Sweet?”. “I don’t understand how she was able to completely fabricate such a story and have me thrown in jail as a result. Don’t I have any rights?”“You’re here because Marsha Taylor told a credible story. She said you accosted her in the college parking lot after she had left your office, forced her into your van, tied her up, drove to a secluded part of Riverton Park, and raped her repeatedly.”“These are total lies! How did she say I forced her to get into my van?”“She said you threatened her with a.