Now I did. I cowered even more as we walked in and Isaw a couple of holes punched into the sheetrock. I decided fulfillingtheir demands would be the b...st course of action and if the tattoosdidn't fade away in 10 days I would run away and never go home.Walking through the house I noticed how nice this home must have been atone time but certainly hadn't had a woman's touch in awhile. Althoughthe kitchen was fairly clean empty bottles and a few plates stuck withfood sat on the counter. The. Her sandy-blonde hair danced about her shoulders as she wiggled.“Oh, that feels soooo weird,” gasped Melody. “Your finger is going so deep in me, Aunt Cheryl.”“Does it feel good?” I asked, moving around the bed. I grabbed her blonde hair, yanking her head up to look at me. “Does it, slut?”“Yes, Sir,” she moaned. “It does. It's weird, almost burning and yet... Oooh, yes, that's even better.”My mom had slid the second finger in, making Melody rock and shudder on the bed, her eyes fluttering as. After reading review, after review, I was even more confused. I didn’t know whom I wanted to see. There were so many options. However, one review stood above all the others. It was for Elsa Marie, the newest barely legal girl from an agency called “High End Girls.”One of the most respected reviewers on the board called her a sexual dynamo, and mentioned that she would do anything to make sure the client was happy. I then sat there reading all of her glowing reviews, and decided she was the one. It was shortly after when another person broke through the brush. A rider on a brilliant white steed, clad in shining armour. The figure drew their sword at the presence of the goblins, and advanced towards the village center where the chief awaited them."Goblins!" they bellowed, "I have no quarrel with you yet! Hand her over, and I will spare your lives!"The chief, not wanting trouble with someone who could cause them a lot of pain, was about to hand the woman over, when the woman broke her.