“Hands against the wall…”
December 19th, 2007
The officer said. I feared for my life, so I did exactly as he said. His big, strong hands started searching me and feeling me all over. I didn’t know whether to feel ashamed or aroused. I was worried it would turn wrong if I was uncooperative, so I followed every instruction to the letter. No matter how nasty or demeaning it was…
I’m begging to think that Tussinee should just face forward all the time.
I meen I could stare at her ass all day, but sometimes her face makes me sick
