He delved deeper into the files and found they were all clones. Different names, different photographs, but the same addresses, the same family histor...es.The air grew thin. He adjusted the rattling grate in the wall. He tried the file cabinet. The first drawer kissed open. A black typewriter rested on a block of paper. A small box sat next to the typewriter filled with dozens of passport photographs. Towards the back of the drawer, a shotgun, heavy and cold. In surprise, he dropped the. A third covered cock, larger than the last, pushed into my waiting mouth. I had no room to suck it, he simply fucked my face, gagging me, until he decorated my cheeks with his seed. The fourth gave slack on my leash again, but used it at his whim. A fifth, sixth, more came through in varying size and style. All of them treated my face like a cumdump, and I would never know who they were. Word must have gotten out about my services, because I counted a dozen cocks coming through that hole, more. “Ineinem guten Schlachtbetrieb wird ja darauf geachtet, dass das Fleischauch gut enthaart ist, am besten eignet sich dazu noch immer die gutealte Kerzenflamme. Unser heutiges Opfer hat uns zwar diese Arbeitschon abgenommen, wie Sie sich ja vom haarlosen Anblick dieserPrachtvotze bereits überzeugen konnten, aber Vertrauen ist gut,Kontrolle ist besser, drum wollen wir das mit der Kerze nochmalsüberprüfen, um ja sicher zu gehen, hähä!”Mit diesen Worten näherte sich Mike mit einer brennenden. He looked over at her and smiled back. His gaze went from her eyes to her smiling lips, down her neck, to her cleavage. Her shirt covered a bikini top and was only buttoned in 2 places. Her skirt was longer than he generally liked, hiding her beautiful legs. He looked away quickly to avoid detection. They grabbed their food and walked to find a place to sit. She wasn't expecting the park to be so busy, but it also made her excited. People were jogging, eating lunch and swimming. After a few.