Go figure.I had a task to accomplish that Friday afternoon that was one I relished, so I dug out the report my bookkeeper had prepared. I smiled as I ...ead the column of numbers. The report was a trial balance for the Fuller Group’s first annual statement of net worth. Even though the numbers were for only part of a year, they were pretty impressive.I whipped out the Mont Blanc fountain pen my parents gave me when I graduated from college, and started writing bonus checks for my employees. Once. Liz's eyes were perfectly adapted to the dark, and the streetlight coming through Brian's window made it easy to see him on the bed. He was taking up the entire bed, his arms flung wide, and one leg thrown almost off the bed. His other leg was bent at the knee. He almost looked like he had fallen from some great height and was dead.She shuddered and felt her stomach twist.And ... he was naked. She crept closer and his head moved. She froze. Her eyes were drawn to his groin. There, again was his. She was emitting random vowel sounds now, “Aaaa-eee!”She was aware of nothing now except the hard pole hammering away at her insides and the soft tongue sliding across her clit. As her pussy tightened she allowed herself to cry out louder, “Aaa-III-ooo!” It wasn’t just her pussy that was contracting; her head, her whole body felt like they were going to explode.“This time you cum, Obedia!” Basher said, though she barely heard his voice. “Cum for the men outside! Let them see your face as you. Sie kauerte sich in den Sichtschutz des Geländers und spähte nach unten. Sie hatte rechtgehabt, es waren Einbrecher in ihrem Haus. Sie zählte sechs Männer in der Vorhalle. Ihr Butler lag ohnmächtig auf dem Boden und war mit Handschellen gefesselt und überdies geknebelt.Lara musterte eilig die sechs Einbrecher. Zuerst fiel ihr Blick auf einen hünenhaften Schwarzen, der mindestens 220 cm groß sein und 150 kg wiegen musste. Er war unglaublich muskulös und trug eine Jeans und ein Armeehemd im.