“What are you talking about?”The Bounty Hunter leaned in as he replied, “Your fiancé. I am giving you a chance to get your old life back, which...was so cruelly snatched away from you by the machinations of the system.”Anna couldn’t believe what she heard was correct. “You are lying. He ... he is dead.” Those words had opened up old wounds and Anna found her eyes watering once again as she thought about her dead lover.The Bounty Hunter didn’t stop just because his audience was crying. He needed. ”“Is there anything else you can tell me?”“His name is Michael Patrick. Come to think of it there was something I saw. I remember because it was a logo outlined in red that was round and looked like the intersection of two cheeks. It said Red Moon.”“Okay Anastasia I will get our team to research this guy and find out what this Red Moon logo you described seeing means.”“When the board finds out about this at our January meeting they will boil my tush!”“Sit tight,” Christian nodded and left the. My pussy was throbbing and opened wide to their pleasure. Dr. Martin said, my looks like this little girl needs a good fucking. He knelt down and spread my cheeks with his hands and stuck his tongue into my steamy pussy. I pressed my hips back to meet his every move. Dr. Braxton now had his hard cock out and was pressing it against my face. I opened my mouth and took the head in and sucked it, while sliding my tongue underneath it. He blurted out she’s quite the little cock sucker. He then. That girlfriend was Royal Enfield bike that I had. I used to roam around with friends on it; AND THAT’S IT…. Was literally leading up to celibacy and frustration was leading towards its peak every time I was going near that badminton court.It was 16th Sept, one of the loser friend’s birthday who used to ride my GF a.k.a Royal Enfield. 2 good part of the birthday party was: it was suppose to have many of his female friends and it was A BOOZE PARTY. Things just can’t go well when you need them.