Curse the express elevator; we have hit the 50th floor far too quickly. We get off the elevator and head to our suite.I lift you up and you lock your...legs around my waist, as I carry you through the hall we kiss, grope and fondle our way. I press you against the door; with your legs wrapped around my waist you struggle to pull the room key from my shirt pocket. I kiss your lips and your neck, I grab your breasts, these are not the gentle touches from earlier, these are the hands of a man. . Annie.I held up the photo and she knew right away she was made ... but it apparently wasn't the first time ... she just seemed resigned and tired over having it happen again."First, I am not here to harass or make trouble for you. I have a proposition that you might like and would like to have lunch with you to discuss it." She started to protest but I held up my hand..."No, it doesn't have anything to do with sex."She relaxed a little"It's straight business opportunity and I wondered if. Methodically, he chooses a massive strap on. The Red Head steps into it hesitantly, but with a slight lustful gleam in her eye.“I’m leaving you two bitches for the night, but I expect you to be good fucking little whores for me…” He grins as he pushes the Red Head down between Katie’s wide open legs. He pulls her arms up, affixing each to chains dangling from the ceiling, securing her there, but allows her legs to move freely.“You keep that cock in her, bitch.” He says to her as he grabs. John moved the camera to pick up Doris Morton as she serviced her son Mike. He was on his back on the floor and his mother was working her tongue from his asshole to his cock and back again. Doris’ ass was high in the air as she crouched over her son’s crotch and now the dog was getting horny again and began licking the ass and cunt raised in front of him.“Oh yes…I want to watch you fuck a dog, mom” Mike panted. “I want to see dog cock up your fucking cunt mommy. I want you to be a whore you.