Tearing apart his book shelf, kicking his stack of papers, grabbing his backpack and taking it back out with her, throwing it off the balcony and onto...the busy road below. Slamming the front door closed, hard enough to shake the window next to it causing it to split. She charged down the stairs and climbed into her car, after emptying out her back seat on his scattered papers that lay cluttered all over the cement. Sliding broken back into her car, she started the ignition, watching him. They then noticed Kyle had been holding a video camera and now had it up as he filmed the melee on the floor, cock out and being stroked with his free hand."My God, that boy is masturbating right here in front of us," one of the customers, a lawyer exclaimed."Yes, he always masturbates as he films his mom having doggy sex," Garry informed them."His mom, that's the son she has sex with," asked one of the CEOs."Yes that is Kyle, and if you ladies would like a demonstration, he will kneel at his. 'Hey! What's going on?' The guy at her head had his arms under hers and his big black hands clamped firmly on her tits. She looked down and seeing this, said. 'My word, what big hands you've got.' The first guard said 'It's OK Miss, were just taking you for some fun.' 'Oh goody!' I knew where the First Aid Centre was so I rushed over there quickly so I could find somewhere to hide and hopefully watch the action, watch Beth getting fucked. I waited at the centre for over 30 minutes and there was. Risking the whip, she tested him."Mr. Burdett, why can´t we be covered?"He cocked an enquiring eye at her pubic hair. "Can you tell me, Miss Gibson, why you should be?" Even slaves have clothes. And being always naked... it´s so messy." You´re not messy. We find a bit of water to dunk you in every day, don´t we?" I didn´t mean that." Corey swept her gaze up and down the line of chained femininity. "But look at us... all breasts and pubic hair and hips... We´re... too much!" Can´t have too much.