She had sucked my cock, let me hold her breast and even fuck her, but I hadn’t seen her naked yet. It was a real treat to see Samantha naked that’... for sure. Her body was by far the best that I had ever seen on a woman. Her B-cup breasts were firm and had hardly any sign of droop, her tummy was flat and taunt, and her ass was absolutely perfect. Even her pussy looked spectacular. It was mostly covered with pubic hair except that it was cut short and the edges had been shaved. Her nipples were. She was smiling for the camera, a huge happy smile. And in her hands was a sheet of paper, and written on it were the words. A letter from you by tomorrow or this is the last time you will see me, except on a DVD when we send you one! The film faded away to nothing and I sat there, I just sat there, would you believe it, me, Jack the lad had been driven into the ground, nailed and routed, there was no question in my mind who was the winner here, and who was the defeated. I wrote the letter. "Sweetie, as much as I am enjoying your story, I really did call for aspecific reason. You know that the way that I make a living is byproviding clients with what I call a "Sexy Fantasy Party Experience."This has been a very successful venture for me and also one that has beenquite enjoyable, if you know what I mean. Business has been good, verygood in fact, however, one of the biggest challenges that I have isfinding the right gals to work with me. I have a dozen or so girls thatI call for. All over. She was constantly on the brink of lousing consciousness from the pain and lack of oxygen. Welts on her back were pulsating with pain as blood was flowing through them. Her clit was still aching from the pliers. Her pussy was being violated by a rusted metal tool. Her ass, now nearly dry, was fucked without mercy. She could feel her throat being stretched under the skin of her neck with every thrust of Hank's huge cock. Her tits were pulled down by the weight of the battery cable. The.