It smelled of her ... and it wasn’t perfume, either. I wondered how the mail guy felt about the scent of my fiancee’s pussy on the envelope, since...it was likely that he recognized the smell. Judging by that aroma, I wasn’t too shocked at the good news that it contained. No “Dear John” letter for me.Instead, I got this... Dear Master, So, I’m pregnant. Yep. It snuck up on me, in fact. I didn’t realize it for a good while, but evidently, I’m already four months along. That puts my conception at. I go for the big name bitches, the celebrities and heartthrobs. I grab the supermodels and the star actresses and the chart-topping singer-songwriter-dancer types. I fish for the big ones, partly because they bring in the greatest possible revenue for me, but mostly because I love to break them.The blonde in the cage has a lot of fight in her, you'll notice. Her wrists are cuffed behind her back, she's naked as a jaybird, and she's in a cage used as a coffee-table. She has to beg for a bedpan,. Pushing him onto the bed she slowly kissed him, making her way down his body, taking his cock out of his trousers she slowly sucked his ever hardening cock, her tongue wrapped around the huge cock head, making James groan she started massaging his balls it wasn’t long before both were naked, rolling around on the bed James now had his cock deeply rooted into her pussy, it felt amazing as he started to fuck her as hard as possible, Faye moaned and begged wanting more, as he sucked hard on her. His video camera managed to record, through his windshield, as the two men in the back of the big car took turns kissing the brunette in the back seat. What could not be seen was the way their hands had opened the front of Alison's wrap dress and the way that they were m*****ing her body with their large black fingers. It also did not record the way she was desperately pressing the button on the k**dy toy in her right hand.When they arrived at the abandoned building, Alison was pulled from the.