Chilling in my partition, I was scheming on something that I wanted for a week; the huge, majestic Pakistani ass of a young slut who just moved into t...e next room with her cuck husband; a scrawny IT geek who resembles what he does. He's gone for the whole day while his wifey stays back and talks mad trash about him and his inability to get it up. I saw her and she is one hot piece of ass; even if she's covered most of the time; the black abaya always manages to show a thing or two. She has a. As she walked into the break room she saw Fystee passed out in a chair with her head on the lunch table. Fystee's ears were drooping but she could tell she must be having a good dream because her tail was still twitching incessantly. Pixie placed her lunch into the fridge and was walking out the door when Fystee woke up. "I saw that post you made the other day to Rocco. So you like tying people up with licorice, huh," She mewled as she staggered to her feet. "Well you know I was just. "Let me fuck her, Tyler. Let me fuck her. I know how to do it. I'm good at it."Lynn kicked out, just missing driving her toes into the little lunatic's balls. Delbert danced backwards, laughing."Let me put it in her from behind, the way all the animals do it," Delbert said, his words juicy and slurred. Spit leaked from one corner of his mouth, gleaming on his brown chin."I'd like to see that," Tyler said, panting out his words as Lynn struggled with him."You goddamn pigs!" she shouted. "You act. Der Brief darin war auf teures schweres Papier getippt, das ein Firmenwasserzeichen in der Mitte der Seite hatte. In dem Schreiben wurde erklärt, dass die Anwaltskanzlei von einem kleinen, unabhängigen Museum beauftragt wurde, das beiliegende Tagebuch an den nächsten lebenden Erben des Erblassers auszuhändigen. Laut der Notiz hielt das Museum den Inhalt des Diariums für nicht geeignet, weder für die Ausstellung noch für wissenschaftliche Studien.Der Brief endete mit einem kurzen, aber.