She heard the movement before she saw the figures in the fog.Then, she saw the remaining young females lined up next to the ditch with the abusive mal...s treating them with taunting disrespect. There were six of them left and the three males each had a pair for their personal slaves.When she saw the naked blades of the machetes, she knew that they intended to waste the six young girls rather than drag them along with them slowing them down on their movement to the safe zone. Of course, what was. Harder,” she managed to gasp out. Michael grinned as Desiree bit her lip, her breasts slightly swaying from the motion of his dick. This bitch has no idea. Michael slammed his dick back inside of her, driving the breath out of her as he bottomed out inside.He gave her a moment to readjust, before he started pounding inside of her as hard as he could. Desiree had always dismissed him, having never been all that fond of him. Well, he'd show her. Michael slammed his cock in and out of her, the. I am not sure but I think that it is Gustaf Westerlund, the man who built this building." With dread Mia turned the page and found a last entry. "I am sure now. The stalker I thought was following me is not a living being. This whole building is intended to trap girls like us. I don't know about the reason but I intend to find out before I loose my willpower."“The last one writing must be Lisa Larson. Her diary talked about being afraid of a stalker,” Mia thought and picked the pencil up to. First we'll start with a erotic massage. Hop up here on the table.I did but this time I laid on my back.Leave your pants off John. I want to see I make your thick cock hard. I want to see when it gets hard.You do Anita, you make my dick rock hard. When I got a text Monday showing me you were my client I saved up my cum for you.John proceeded to oil me from neck to toes. He used a lot more oil this week then last As he was rubbing the oil in my body I told him my husband sort of fucked me last.