That last bit stuck in my craw, for some reason. Actually, for a very obvious reason: I’ve been in this business for twenty-five years, and the last...ten have been touch-and-go because of all the ‘talent’, amateur and otherwise, to be found with a few mouse clicks or a search engine. Don’t get me wrong: I have a website myself, detailing all of my girls and their proclivities, it’s not been entirely bad. But it’s done out of survival more than anything else. I’m old-fashioned, and tend to think. .only just but i controlled myself i reached down to her glorious tits and beyond to slide my fingers into her now dripping pussy she was hot and wet GET ON YOUR KNEES PATTY you are for a battering is a spilt second she was on all fours back curved big old tits swaying knees parted that lovely bald pussy slightly gaping i knew i would only last a short while fist time in so i went in hard and deep i rubbed my glowing peeled bellend up and down her slit fuck was she hot and wet and trying to. It had to have been a nightmare. He could have called her, that was what partners were for. At least that was what he had been telling her for the past couple of days that they had worked together."No," his voice was stronger and he risked opening his eyes a little bit wider. "Tell me, maybe it will take my mind off of this." Maybe he could talk her into putting her hands on his face again. It had felt so good. "Come on, be a pal and help make me feel better."Michelle felt like slime. She had. " Lucy could now fully see the dark intruder. She refused to believe what her eyes were telling her. In her room now stood an unnerving other worldly figure. Large and muscular, naked and red, evil and powerful. Her mind struggled to grasp what was occurring in front of her. Lucy loved God, she believed in God. But she knew that the love of God could not exist without the fear of the Devil. The mere thought of the word caused her to panic. Lucy attempted to flee. She tried to open her bedroom.