I own you. I own all of you!" "You are my play thing! Do you understand?" Mo sneered. Jennifer nodded yes. "Do you understand, whore?" he snapped at J...nnifer. "Yes, sir. I understand that you own me now," Jennifer said. Marcus was enjoying the story. I was stunned. "Stand up!" Mo said. Jennifer stood up. “Mo hooked a silver collar around her neck and snapped a chain on it. One of Mo’s home boys locked leather cuffs around Jennifer ankles. A short chain connected the cuffs,” Marcus said. . Suddenly she thought of the dire consequences of being shaved. How would she ever explain it to Ryan?She glanced down at her midsection watching Jimmy's hand glide with perfect dexterity over her flushed skin. Stroke by stroke her flesh turned reddish and then back to a pretty white. He did not even have to ask her to spread her legs. Once all the hair was shaved from her raised pelvis, Chelly knew to open her legs so the man could finish the job.Jimmy noticed the pretty pink tip of utopia. .. Take that you slut... And that... Do you feel my cock mom?... Do you feel my hard cock slamming your pussy?... Your son mom... Your son... You're begging your own son to fuck you... To fuck you harder... You really are a slut mom... A dirty slut... Take my cock bitch... Take it... Take it in your pussy you fucking whore..." Oh God yes...Yes baby yes... Fuck mommy's pussy... Your mother is a slut who should to be ashamed of herself... Mommy is a dirty bitch who loves getting fucked by her. He listened as he heard sobbing and crying coming from somewhere in the house. “Sounds to me like she’s gutted. Maybe her man just dumped her.”“Not likely mate. She was begging for mercy and pleading for who ever it was to stop. Keep listening.” Gerald said as he handed a preliminary report to Jonny.Jonny took the report and read over it as he listened. “Which microphone did this come from?” he asked Gerald.“Cellar. It was near the window for it to come in so clear.” He replied.“Bollacks...”.