A recent tragedy maybe, jilted by a lover or something like that. I however never tried to communicate with her as I knew that my attentions would be ...unwanted. It was a cold and rainy Friday morning in Auckland New Zealand that packed the commuter train. I found myself sitting opposite sad girl, a mother and a chatty young daughter of around five years of age sitting beside us. About fifteen minutes into the trip the young girl turned her inquisitive attention to the sad girl and stared for. ”Hawk smiled when he said, “That may be, but it worked out fine in this case. Score: good guys, four - bad guys, zero.”A puzzled Jason asked, “Four?”“The two robbers, the Major (who was at the very least, complacent in his duties), and Ron. What’s more, there’s nothing that can involve us in Ron’s death in any manner. Those he was spying for, both in the government and in the business world, will not be able to connect his death to any of his intelligence activities.”Absorbing what Hawk had. Sandya’s juices oozed out of her cunt. She wished that she were there in her sister’s place. She couldn’t stop but compare. Her brother’s cock was twice the size of her husband’s. Sandya started fingering her cunt… Watching the fucking scene in side the room, she inserted two fingers into her cunt and started fucking herself. She watched, listened.. Padma: “Fuck me …More hard …harder… More fuck me my brother my young stud… Fuck me…oh! Rip off my cunt ….” “Ohhhhhhh Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. The following week things went like clockwork around the house. Once all the kids were off to school, Karen began setting up the schedule. She’d go over what guys could and couldn’t do and give them a price range. She greeted them at the door and offered them a beverage while they waited for Betty.If Betty didn’t have a client she was either cleaning up or doing chores around the house or sitting on her perch at Karen’s feet while Karen worked on setting up appointments. Betty practiced sucking.