Lately Annie needed to be rougher in order to cum.Annie kissed Julie lips, excusing herself, saying, "I love you very much Julie. I've go to go finish...some artwork."Over the next week Annie showed Julie more artwork depicting two women torturing a third. One picture showed a woman hanging from the ceiling by her long hair, her fingers frantically masturbating between her forced-apart legs as she dangled inches above the cruel point of a spear. "I love cumming for you," Julie said, after looking. Another conference was taking place with the three men from yesterday. Mr. Griggs' was awake today, but not saying much."We checked out the Jones family," said the leader from yesterday. "You were right, Bill. There is something fishy going on there. They have no history past five years ago, just after you started teaching here. There are no tax records, no job history, nothing. We checked all possible legal means of getting large sums of money. They haven't won the lottery and, as far as we. As they walked up the ornate hill, eloquently carved into a series of beautifully landscaped terraces, the rising sun revealed lovely greens and blues, with some pale yellow highlights. They recalled their courtship as World War II was getting underway so many years ago. It had been love at first sight of course, and he had sent her one red rose every day for a month until she finally succumbed. They had been married in the Paradise Garden, surrounded by adoring friends and relatives, as well. She was fondling and stroking him there with both hands now, and there certainly wasn't any sign of underwear to slow her down.He knew that she got off on abusive sex talk, and again, he couldn't resist. He growled some more, "That's right, bitch! You love that cock, don't you? You love it! You're such a skanky cum bucket that you think you can just show up at my door and I'll fuck you within an inch of your life!"She excitedly replied, "I do! I am! And you will! Won't you?"It took him a few.