That would suffice. His plan, originally, had been to get a live show, involving himself, Lesley and the Scotsman who was her boss. Circumstances had ...resented this as an opportunity and he put his preferred, chosen plan, on ice until a later possible date. This would do for starters. Pound signs, clouding any thought of mishap. After all.....what could go wrong? Nothing. He'd done this for years....and made thousands. Tonight would be no exception...in fact it might break all records.. Three.Fucking in Cornish time in the smoke. Next thing there was three more birds stripped down and some blokes what weren’t wi us going at them hammer and tongs. Place was more like a Roman Orgy than a pub. Bints fucking left right and centre, squeeze box going, Us lot singing and fucking in Cornish Rhythm. Darkies led on the floor bleeding. Barman pulling pints like they was going out of fashion, queues outside the door.Bit like St Ives on a Sat day night really.That’s when the Coppers. As you're damn sure going to find out in a very few minutes." Then, to Lou Freed, he added: "Take her in the bedroom and tie her face down spread eagle."Lily screamed then, again and again, neither man trying to stop her, and as she saw Silk turning away to make himself another drink, the powerful Lou Freed dragged her into the bed room, stripped her peignoir away with two vicious ripping motions and threw her face down onto the bed, climbing on top of her back to pin her securely while he tied. I get down on my knees facing Mike. James kneels down behind me and my wet pussy is begging for him to enter.“Fuck me James. I want your hard cock in me.”James slides his manhood into me with no effort. Pounding away at my pussy, I can feel his dick stretching my walls.“ Oh fuck me James, Fuck me! Harder! HARDER!”“Oh it feels so good! Your dick is so fucking big! It feels so much better than my husband’s! Oh YES YES YEEEEEESSSSSSS!As James plows into me I can feel my orgasm building.“Oh I’m.