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Her tongue runs over her blood red lips as she stares me over in my silk black dress. "There are three of you...this'll be fun," I mutter, the last bi... is under my breath. The three people separate from each other and I notice the last girl has flaming red hair and pale skin, yet her breasts are almost twice the size of mine. The man wears only jeans and the two girls absolutely nothing, so my eyes can ravish over their perfect skin and perfect figures while they look over me. Suddenly, I am. . You fuckin’ slut,” he barked.At this point, I quickly returned to the living room area and after they emerged, she quickly made her way to the door with a huge smile on her face before getting on her way.After slumping into his chair in the lounge, he looked at me and said, “What you just saw didn’t happen. Are we clear on that, boy?”“Yes, sir,” I answered.As he sat there sipping on a beer and rubbing his beer gut, he had a smug look on his face.I simply continued with my work and. Ifshe blew it she could find herself in big trouble.Finally, Huey began to feel pretty confident that she wouldn't try torun away and began leaving her alone more and more for longer periods oftime. She was able to slip away one night and made it to the subway.From there she made her way to the freeway and finally got there bydaybreak. It didn't take her long to flag down a car. After all she wasa good looking woman dressed like a street whore.She got in the car and saw a man in his early. I understood half of what she said.After lunch I beckoned her to the bedroom. She shook her head in denial but when I caught hold of her elbow and took her to the bedroom she came along without any protest, all the while looking at her feet, not even once did she look at me. I switched on the AC, I was all heated up in anticipation of what’s going to happen. Quietly we both fell flat on the bed. I had turned to my left side and Devika was flat on the back. She had closed her eyes and her deep.
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