Her security team remained tightly in place, one in the front and one in the back.When they reached the rear of the stage area Mr. Chambers stopped. ?...racey, you stay back here and out of sight until I have had a chance to properly introduce you. At that time your new security team will bring you forward.? Tracey could see from behind the thick brown curtains that the audience was much larger than a typical lodge meeting. She could even see a few woman towards the back and many other new. “Was it this number?” I pushed it across the table to them and grabbed my laptop. “It belongs to her, Marcy Leigh Conrad.” I went through the previous night's browser history for them.“You're saying that guy,” Big Ugly pointed at the computer screen, “beat up that girl and told you he was going to kill that dog.” He gestured over his shoulder toward the back yard.“Yes.”“I think I recognize him,” Shorty said.Big Ugly frowned. “I don't, but I know his chief. He's the reason I left there and. Oh, God help me, but yes I do," Linda moaned, succumbing to the pleasure."You taste so sweet," Tracy told her, lightly flicking her tongue over the wet pussy lips.Linda raised her head and looked between her legs. She now had the need to see what she was feeling, to see that it was another woman who was giving her this wanton pleasure. She wanted to see Tracy's face buried in her cunt. "Do you want me to cum?" she asked, in a very hoarse voice.Tracy pulled her face away from Linda's pussy, and. Both women stood, pulled their dresses back down over their hips, and followed Jacques into the bungalow. Close behind them, the first thing Dave’s eye took stock of, was Thierry and Henri making Noel strip all his clothes and handcuffing one of his hands onto a high backed bar stool. It went through Dave’s mind, that this was probably illegal use of their handcuffs, but doubted such a case was unlikely to ever reach any court here in the pacific. They were to the right of the door, next to a.