..-It's time,Eva said...-It's time for what Mistress?Petros asked.-You'll see and slapped him again,harder this time.I told you not to ask questions,d...d you forget it slut?-No Mistress!I'm so sorry Mistress E!!-Not yet,but you will be soon,Eva said...Eva,left Petros for a couple of minutes,to get the surprise she had for his ass...His hungry ass,like she discovered...After a 3 minutes,Eva returned holding on her hands something that scared Petros to death!-Now,you will show me how good slut you. The stakes were then raised to a new level by Sherry as a smile crossed her face and she looked at Margo and said that if Margo fucked Bambi that she would then drink his cum from her cunt. To this day I am convinced that Sherry was bluffing and did not expect Margo to fuck Bambi but Margo just slipped off her dress and told Sherry to bring him on. Bambi was our 4 year old Rottweiler who got his name because he was unable to stand on the slippery hardwood floor of the kitchen the day we brought. Derek or Cath came round every day, mainly to see me but also to relieve Sarah for an hour or two so that she could go out shopping and have a bit of a break, not that she ever said she wanted one. Most of my clients were sympathetic. Fortunately, I am a specialist and there is only one other person in the UK with my experience and he wasn't available for at least six months, so they didn't have a lot of choice. Once they got used to the remote location a few of my customers regarded the visits. It wasn’t pointing towards the tunnel. But it was moving. Swinging from the north. Slowly, but surely, moving west. She saw a group of men moving towards the tunnel. Their leader was dressed like a businessman down on his luck – suit astray, shirt untucked, hair unkempt. He looked forlorn. The one beside him on the other hand was animated with a frenzy, all smiles with the charm of a shark.In the businessman’s arms, a man – no, a boy, lay still. The compass pointed directly towards him,.