I laughed and said like hell they can, i told her do you think that was worth nearly £ 2700, i said you goto be kidding me and said ok brian your tur... now, she said no please no no. I swapped places with brian and held her leg for him, brian got stripped off and started to enter the cum filled pussy, brian even joked saying sloppy seconds. As brian was shagging her i started to undo her blouse and life up her bra and then i started feeling her breast saying im sure id like more, she said no. " Gulp Glug. Swallow."A fuckin cock was down my throat. Oh shit what the fuck. I have to get out of this. It hurts like fuck. Please stop. Oh Shittttttttt!."Hey lads, Do you reckon she'll take a couple of bottles?"Please no. Not after the fists. If this fucker gets his prick out of my throat I'll scream. Great he's pulling it out."Gasp. Gasp. Gasp. Gulp Glug. Swallow."Shit it's back in my throat again. Please no. Nooooooooooooo."Come on Martin. You'll need to spread her wider than that or it'll. That afternoon and I have another case. It’s about a 41 year old Irishman, a permanent resident in England, whose wife had filed for divorce. The wife cited the supposed ‘abandonment’ of her husband as the main reason for the petition. ‘Mr. Harold Fitzpatrick?’ I asked looking at his information handed to me by the clerk. ‘Yes, yes, that’s me,’ he was in his mid-forties, shabbily dressed, and had a tousled, faded red hair graying on the temples, heavily wrinkled face and his teeth were stained. There was nothing to do and the time hung heavy on my hands. In the back of my mind I had the Gypsy Allen thing and my little sideline business venture to think about. Those two were all I had the energy to think about with that midnight shift draining me. I definitely did not have the energy required for posing for pictures. No I wasn't doing anything but sleeping and researching things in the net. But I considered both more important then having my picture made.To add insult to injury the.