Sir, I mean um, Lord Charles, did you really kill all of the raiders yourself?"Time to see if the girl had a brain. "What do you think? Did you see an...one else with a weapon when we returned to the farm?" I glanced over to watch her reaction; she was chewing her lower lip, it looked like she was trying to remember."I don't remember." She glanced at me like she did something wrong."When we returned there were only two people, correct? You would have noticed if there was anyone with blood on. She was milky white. Not like those blonde types. But a clear smooth milky radiant complexion. In fact for those of you’ll who know the Hollywood actress Deise Richards, she looks 80% like her. A tad more fair. She was wearing a saree specially for the occasion of Parent Teacher Meeting i suppose.A blue chiffon saree with a tight short black blouse. Her milky arms were quite prominent to everyone in the room. She had straight smooth light brown colored hair making her look every more sexy.. He knew that Gart's studio was a short cab ride from the hotel. In fact, it was Gart who recommended the Kempinski Atlantic Hotel and the restaurant they dined at last night. He called the number and waited. He interrupted Gart's greeting in German, "Gart, it's Kevin from the states." Welcome to Hamburg." Gart's English was perfect but with a heavy accent."Well, we're here. Marcy's taking a bath." Is she cool with this?" Gart wondered. Kevin had explained in detail what he wanted and that Marcy. Daniel, a moron himself, wanted in on the prank and did the same before plunging his thick cock in Stephanie’s welcoming butthole. That was two months ago.It was a tough pill for her fiancé to swallow, his girl permanently attached, ass and mouth, to the crotch of two jocks. After some soul-searching while his wife-to-be continued to get fucked and feed fluids round the clock, he decided to stay… for the kid. The wedding would happen as planned.The honeymoon turned out to be a lot like the.