Y-yes...y-yessss," she moaned loudly as I began pumping into her "What did you say? Louder. Is this MY pussy?" "Ohhhhhh YES, Darling, yours, your puss..., your pussy!" She lay there, her face pushed hard on the bed with a corner of her pillow clenched between her teeth, her ass high in the air and my cock skewering her like some twisted shish kabob. "Oh God, John, ohhhhhh!" Lunging forward, I plunged into her velvet depths, filling her with my cock in one long, slow stroke. She grunted as she. She spook a lot better english than she had previously let on. I had long ago decided that this Mexican woman always needed watching."Good, I can use the money." Wait, senor. I need to talk to you candidly about Mrs. Carson. She is a very bad woman. You have to realize that, first off. The things I have been forced to do to maintain my job you wouldn't believe. After the other afternoon when you violated her without mercy, she has not been the same. She kept to her bed and refused her husband's. . " My thought blurted, but it didn't stop hers." ... No one knows what happened and the cops are adding her to the list of kidnapped women. You saw the two women; could you identify them?" No, I only ever saw their backs." Did you see where they went?" No, I didn't even try to follow. I didn't think I would get to join in."Renée nodded. "You're probably the only person to ever actually witness one of the kidnappings." If that's what it was. They didn't look like they were forcing her to go. "Beside her walked a slumping, naked girl with dirty blonde hair. She was wrapped in chains. Her elbows and wrists were tightly bound at her back, making her tits push out. They were pathetically small in this world of pumped up glory. The girl was even chained at the knees and the ankles. The metal clattered on the tiled floor with every step she made.She was silent. Her eyes were on the floor.Lilah Morgan then chuckled her ice-cold chuckle. She felt good, better than she had for a long time..