Fir mene uske saare kapde nikal diye sivay bra aur panty k kya batau dosto me to pagal hi ho gaya usko tabhi dekh kar wo kisi pari se kam nahi lag rah... thi fir mene usko kaha ki tum mere kapde utardo to usne mere underwear k sivay sare kapde utar diye aur phir me uske boobs ko bra k upar se hi suck karne laga phir meneUski bra nikaldi aur dekha to uske doodh jaise boobs aur lal cheri jaisi nipple me to us par tut hi pada aur uske 1 boob ki suck karte hue dusre to dabata raha ye karib 12 minute. "I know it's a lot to ask, but go back about a year before he showed up on the records. Then run the facial recognition software against the newspaper trial pictures," I suggested."You thinking he is the victim or the perpetrator?" Wilson asked."Witness protection," I replied."Then it would have to be high profile. Shouldn't take too long," Wilson said."Don't take that for granted you know they may have altered his appearance," I suggested. "Email me the results. Yes I know emails can be. [email protected]: Warning: Very gritty for me! A prison whore meets his newowner and is forced to demonstrate his skills. It's A Living By Leslie LoweThe label on the green tube of lipstick said, "Revlon Moon Drops SolarCoral." That brought back memories."Quit stalling and put it on, bitch." Yes sir," I said, trying to smile at my new owner and his sixlieutenants, ignoring the ten or so of his other whores arranged aroundthe day. "Why do they think we are prostitutes?" Lynnie asked."You flaunt your bodies in your underwear." the policewoman replied."What about the slaves?" Jo asked, "They are naked!" Naked is natural," the policewoman explained, "Is beautiful, you dress like prostitutes, like cheap tarts." Look, we need to get back to the "Empress," Lynnie explained, "Can't you let us go?" No, prostitution is illegal." the policewoman insisted."But we are boat girls!" Lynnie protested."Ah boat girls," the policewoman.