She’d retire to an island in the Mediterranean and live happily ever after... But first she’d have to live through this hell. Her PRISON!Every day...was a nightmare. Every day! But then, then, she cast her eyes upon him... At the castle, Lar-a-Mago, in Palm Bitch, the so-called “Winter Waffle House”, Stelania, Ronald and Baboon had been wintering.Those dreadful Washingstan winters! Snow, ice, gray skies! Reminded her far too much of her shithole hometown. Coming down to Floridumb was a perfect. With that all cleared up I began to relax a little as Bob rummaged around his collection of vhs porn asking what I liked I said anything would do. Bob and I sat back and the porn began it was a 80s porn with a chick called viper getting fucked royally by 2 huge black guys. I hadn't seen much porn back then hardcore porn in the UK was hard to get hold of and watching this filthy bitch being fisted at the side of a pool while sucking on a big black clock had my cock bursting to get out of my. ”“Drugs too?”“At first, but it was too hairy. I let the hard guys like Al take care of that. Groomed tough guys.”“Killers.”“Yeah. I kept my toe in helping Linton. Trading sex for favors. But the whole cartel thing just made that impossible.”“Anywhere else like the Prince?”“Thailand. Importing mostly to America. There’s a house in the Twin Cities actually. That’s pretty low level though. Kind of an overflow. The best service the rich traveling through. Singapore. Malaysia.”“Overflow. Jesus. .. My pussy is throbbing to be touched by you. I can't have your hands on my pussy. I can't have your fingers slowly fucking me, bringing me higher and higher to my climax. I can't have your tongue teasing me, and my clit. I crave it so bad, but I just can't have it. I hate not getting what I want. I want you, is that so much to ask for? Since I can't have you, and I just need to accept that; I need to find some way to get this frustration out, even if it is just for the night. Because feeling.