?”“I do,” I said, trying to see the road past my hand so I didn’t wreck. “I hope that is just an appetizer.”“If you’re a good boy,”...Mia smiled. Her legs were still spread wide, propped on the dash. The cab of the ute was filled with her musky scent.“We could go back. We could spend the day in my room and everyone would think we were hiking.” I offered.“No, you need some fresh air. And the girls would notice the ute and come looking for you. You’re mine today.”We pulled into the car park. I've tracked her across several states in the Southeast U.S., and never gotten close. You, on the other hand, have gotten quite a bit of information, and she's just popped into your area."Alex pondered a bit. "Why do you want to find her? What do you intend to do with her?" Well," he said crossing his legs, "I doubt that she could be convicted by the justice system. So I intend to kill her." Why?" You've discovered that she is a pedophile and a mass murderer, yes?" Alex nodded. "That's why.". She boldly asked me if they could sit at my table. Ana sat across from me in the middle, his friend at one side and another stranger on the other side.She looked so at ease there; naked between those two men. She struck up a conversation with me and the man beside her. There were some naked female dancers sitting with men; my sexy wife looked just like another strip dancer. She asked if we enjoyed their performance. I could see that she wanted to continue with the charade. The other man beside. ”Christy tensed in his arms, then he heard water splashing and a muffled gasp from Aaliyah. “Are you pissing on her?”“Yes! Drink it, whore! Drink my filthy piss!”Kyle pictured the stream of yellow pouring from Christy’s brown-furred cunt into Aaliyah’s lush lips. It was such a filthy sight, and hearing the urine splash and Aaliyah swallow sent his balls into overdrive. He erupted in her ass, burying himself deep and holding her tight.“Oh, Christy!” he groaned. “You nasty, wonderful woman!”He.