"Professor Phillips, we're moving here to the Bloomington area so Brian and several other members of our clan can start school in a couple weeks. But ...s you know by now, Young Cooking has reached a level of momentum that would suffer incredibly if we were to take a break and let Brian be a normal college student. Therefore, we intend to continue production." I see. And you want to use our facilities?" No, sir. Just your talent and a little equipment," Rhonda laughed. "We have a new kitchen. He tightened his grip on her hair, causing her to wince in pain and forcing her to relent, parting her lips to allow the thick, hard shaft into her warm, wet mouth. Glancing up with nervous, blue eyes he smiled down at her and jammed his dick into the back of her throat, causing her to gag and sputter, saliva dripping down her chin. Holding her head with both hands, she fought her gag reflex as he pulled her head down the length of his saliva soaked shaft. Her hands locked securely behind her. She paused at the bathroom doorway to look back. "You'd tell me if he'd hurt you or something, right?" Of course," Hilly said, touched that her friend cared so much. "Everything's fine, really." Madison nodded and went into the bathroom.After drying her hair some more, Hilly put it up in loose tail again. Then she got clean panties and slipped them on under the towel. They caught on her leg stubble, reminding her she needed to shave in the morning. She sniffed her bra to see if she could get. Like what the Panther did.I knew the Panth, cos I did, saw ‘im dahn the Fence’s gaff loadsa times. Never spoke to ‘im, mind, just nodded. Old School he was, the Fence told me first time and ev’ry time after, that Panther always got the job done proper.Not this time, though.“Ain’t seen the Panth fer a fortnight, Jackie me boyo,” the Fence pulled me close an’ whispered yesterday, “Got a tip off ‘bout an old girl in Vine Street what ain’t bin seen about on her pins for a while; maybe she’s popped.