It looked like hell, but on lifting the hood I smiled. Someone had been taking care of it. I put in my bid and picked up an '89 crew cab long bed half... ton for seven hundred. It looked like five miles of bad road but it sure ran and rode sweet.I talked to the campus maintenance supervisor. I let him know that I was used to working for a living and would appreciate finding a nice, cool basement room somewhere in return for whatever he needed doing. He scratched his head a while and sat back. "Ya. The thought never occurred to her that he would be able to find her. Though she should have realized it would be easy for him, he’d had her passport. Her eyes devoured him, he was magnificent. She hated herself for still loving him, but there was nothing she could do to tell her heart otherwise. Sighing she turned her head and looked out the window. ‘Leanna.’ Startled she turned back and looked deep into her husband’s eyes. He lifted a hand and smoothed it down her hair. ‘How are you feeling. Of course, I feel it elsewhere. My Mistress has but to look at me to send my cunt into warm tingles and to make my buttocks clenching. Today is no different. She licks my welts, but it is my cunt that moistens and contracts. I breathe deeply, rocking back and forth as Her tongue moves lower and lower, touching every raised red line on my skin, bringing Her healing kiss to my sore flesh. It feels exquisite, but then it is a gift from my beloved Salome unto me. Each welt She tongues, slowly and. She is wearing a pink and white striped sweater, very plain jane. Her black leggings were paired with an old pair of flat boots. She looked almost frumpy. Later on I get a pic of her posing. It was then I noticed that she wasn't wearing leggings, they were pantyhose. What the hell, I thought. She sent the next pic. It was her on the ground with a surprised look on her face. Another pic showed her cheeks blushed red and cum running all over. The final pic was of her walking through what.