This works - if it didn't, we wouldn't be sitting here." If I decided to accept, what would I need to do?" Bridgette queried.Shannon flashed her a loo... that said, 'Are you insane?' but Bart merely replied, "You commit yourself to me. I have some contracts and other papers, but I wasn't really planning for two - so you could both sign them, but I don't know how good they would be. To a certain extent some of them are unenforceable, as you really can't sign away your civil rights in this country. “Oh, not much; but after you’ve been all over the internet you rates go up ten times. Less work, more money.”“And this apartment; is there a room for Justin too?” Mom asked.“No, it’s a one bed place.” Jules replied. “Think about it. After you get your shit together and get your own place, Justin can come join you.”I realized that a transaction was being proposed; and I was the trade.“Have you got pictures?” Mom asked.I snuck back a few steps and then made a noise as I went into the bathroom. I. She couldn’t really hear what the men were saying to each other, nor did she really care to. She was trying to focus on not passing out, controlling her breathing how she was taught. Who knew that all the breathing training she had been subjected to by Bruce and Barbara was going to be helpful in having a thick cock shoved down her throat. “Is that true slut?” Markus asked. He pulled the girl’s head up from the base of his cock, not yet pulling his entire cock out, only about half, just enough. He gripped the back of my head and fucked my face like a mad man. I gagged and spewed mucus from my throat as his enormous head banged against the opening of my throat. All the while he was ordering me to '...swallow this dick, you want it some bad swallow this dick...' I tried to push him back by his massively thick thighs, but he was far too strong for me. His phallus was as thick as my upper arm and as hard as a rock, he pulled from my sucking lips and spun me around. Stringing the spunk.