He'd have to talk to me then. I could apologize and tell him how sorry I am." Then she had a thought. "Yeah, but what if the judge won't order it, the... what?" Then you simply withdraw your petition for the divorce, nobody can force you to go ahead with it."As the two ladies sat and schemed, the details of the plot were hatched. Brad never did do anything with the joint bank accounts. He was simply using his current pay checks to live week to week, that meant there was plenty of money available. "I want to assure you that everyone will have a setup just like it soon. My mates and some of the others are probably already copying the examples we have. In fact, Denac and I will be heading out in the morning for thaka hunting and I know that some men already left after breakfast for the same thing. We are going to need many more hides to make our tack." We also need all of you to continue what you are doing. We will need two of the large cashda to take with us when we hunt. All they need to. He leaned her down, putting her face in the puddle, before he started pumping i and out of her still tight pussy. Now among the urine and blood were Charlette's tears. Benjamin furiously pumped his cock in and out of Charlette, before blowing another load inside her tight little pussy."Ok, I'm gonna untie you, don't make a sound, or you will die." Benjamin said, pulling a long thin razor blade from his jacket pocket.Benjamin took the gag from Charlettes mouth after he propped her up on her. It was the man who had convinced Jake of selling his mother into prostitution. His name was Frank, or so he claimed.“W-where is she?” Jake said with fear in his voice.“Oh, you mean my- I mean- OUR new fucktoy? She’s waiting for you back there, come on in, Jakey...”The apartment was filthy and trashed, almost pitch black. Bottles of beer, needles, drugs left around. The walls scrawled with obscenities.Finally they reached a closed wooden door, light escaped through the sides and the bottom. A.