With an effortless motion of her forearm, she flung Trenok clear off the edge of the table, much to the delight of the bubbly Dark Queen. I grinned at...Brock. “Like father, like son. You can give up before you embarrass yourself; there’s no shame in losing to a woman.”“Is that what you’re calling yourself?” Brock grunted, steadying the knife. I slid the robe off my shoulders, and let it fall to my waist. Brock gawked at my bare breasts, his poised hand swaying. “What’s the matter, Brock?” I. I start to wonder what I will want from her in return for itI expect her reaction soon ... but it never arrives, as Ashtyn takes over: "Natalia just passed out"I talk eagerly further with the tasty teen, only a babysitter blonde beauty so far, not a mother yetI talk about her visit to the Red Light District with her big boobed boss sexy Sasha for a few hoursI invite awesome Ashtyn to tell how her hot evening in dirty down-town went with her mighty MistressI invite her to tell me all the nice. Does it fucking look like we've found our team yet?"She complains some more, "This is fucking kidnapping!"My loving husband Frank intervenes before I slap the shit out of her. He again explains, "As I said before that's your word against all of ours. Come on honey lets go."Frank and I leave for the truck stop to see if we can get any information without making things worse...Present – Stacy – In the news vanI can't fucking believe that after all I've been through, I'm being kidnapped by the. Whatever else she might be, she was nothing if not consistent, having awakened me with blowjobs almost daily now. She seemed to have appointed herself the task of ridding me of my morning wood whenever she could and she also seemed to relish the chance to do so.“Have you been ... draining my bladder, too? I usually wake up to a very full bladder, you know,” I remarked, getting another wink and lick from Katie as she kept sucking me off.“You’ll never wake up to that again. We’ve all agreed that,.