A small paper bag. ‘Here’s a little something extra. See you next week.’ Susan heard his boots on the linoleum and scrambled under the covers o... the couch, settling into the indentation made by her mother’s body in the night. She peeked out to look, her mother still on the floor, curled on her side now, staring at the bag. She heard the kitchen door slam, and her mother sobbed, picking up the bag and throwing it through the doorway into the living room. Susan ducked under the covers until only. Mr Jones grunted, grabbing Brittney by her pigtails and ramming his cock rough down her throat, pumping her throat balls deep before pulling out and shoving her mouth deep unto Bills cock. The two men were sharing Brittany's throat now, jerking her mouth off one cock unto another, her hands jerking off whomever she wasn’t sucking off. “Holy shit, you are one lucky man to have a PA like this!” Bill grunted as Brittany slurped loudly on his cock, the end shoves way past her tonsils, his big. As he did so, my wigmoved on my head. The one who held my arm pulled off my wig and wig cap.Realizing his mistake, he then punched me in the mouth. I fell to theground, and then tried to rise to my feet to run. The larger one pushed me back to the ground; and kicked me in the ribs.Pain shot through my body. They lifted me from the ground. One held mefrom behind while the other beat my face, stomach, and groin.They threw me to the ground again, and then kicked me in the ribs andhead. I was. He walked the halls of his expensive home. He jumped when the phone broke the stillness of the night."Thompson here," he said when he picked up the receiver."Just a short report, Mr. Thompson. The two subjects were acquired. We'll be in touch with you." I'm looking forward to it," Mr. Thompson said before he disconnected. That night he slept soundly for the first time in days.One month later, James Thompson again waited in his office for the arrival of Phillip Zim. The men greeted each other..