He kept it torturously slow. Pleasure squeezed a tiny sigh from her supple body. He knew she was ready for a proper fucking, but he liked to draw it o...t, make her wait. Make her say it.She’d hold out as long as she could, and sometimes he wondered if he really was the one in charge. He fucking loved it when she was tied to the bed, helplessly wrapped around his dick. It had him wrapped around her little finger.And sometimes it almost wrecked him when she finally said it. He’d feel the rush, the. If I'm not mistaken she was on the way down for a meeting, when Tommy Kilborn tragically died." He tragically died, when you and your mercenary friend killed him," Morris said."He had every chance to surrender, but he chose to point a gun at Logan," I said."You mean Liam Logan a known mercenary," Morris said."If you can arrest him for being a mercenary have at it. I know nothing about that, or of any law against it. As far as I was concerned, some very well trained men volunteered to be special. He smiles at her as he reaches with one hand and opens her blouse her large breasts spring free her nipples already engorged as his fingers play over them, she opens her eyes briefly to see the truck drivers giving her appreciative looks, she pushes a button and reclines back in her seat to give everybody a better view, hitches up her dress her feet on the dashboard placed as far apart as she can, his fingers trace down her body she pulls he lips open and his fingers slide in her wetness . Rampant with horniness, he manoeuvred his massive prick in line with her crotch and with a series of rough jabs, managed to lodge the tip between the lips of her tight cunt. She squealed, pressing her thighs together. For a moment it felt like he was going to bite again, making Linda flinch and relax her thighs.That was all he needed. With a deft push, he forcefully let himself in and did what he'd been trained to do - breed bitches. Head down, Linda cried out as her hole opened around his.