He wore a black string tie and a suit that looked at least fifty years out of style. He looked at the boys and raised a slender hand as if counting th...m. "What would you - what brings you to this place, you six, you happy six." He smiled at them, an almost toothless smile."It's our van, sir," Jack said, trying to place the man's accent: Russian, Hungarian, somewhere in Eastern Europe. "I think the transmission is shot. We'd like to stay here over night and call for help in the morning." This. I took alice down, placing her on a wooden bench, giving her a drink of water, then replaced her on the X with sandra, she still had alice's cum on parts of her face & over one breast, I started flogging her & pulling her hair & kissing her (and tasting my slaves cum, which I find HOT) this followed by a good paddling & pin wheeling. sandra was also into sub-space, she is very different to my 2 slaves, once she is in sub-space, she can't talk & her eyes roll. She does gush but not as much as my. Finally, with one strong thrust he came, shooting his warm load insideher pussy.His sperm, mixed with her juiced, dripped down her thighs. Molesterfinally released her aching breasts and turned her to him. Ranma's facewas anguished and covered with tears. He came inside her... it was likebeing marked as his property. She sobbed as the molester kissed her. Shehad no strength to defend herself when he forced his tongue inside hermouth, making her to return the kiss, despite her hate and disgust. . My feet shuffle across the carpet floor with my legs dragging behind me as I rush into the bathroom, nearly tripping over the dirty laundry scattered across my room.I turn on the light switch and stand in front of the mirror as I begin to admire my rugged features. My chestnut brown hair is of a short length as a layered undercut with faded sides that screams bedhead at the moment, I'll definitely need to fix that before I leave the house. People always tell me that my hazel green eyes are my.