" Fine. . ." You respond, the concern showing in your voice. At this point you wished the Hispanic woman would say something, if only to shake up the ...trange feeling he's getting about this conversation."Have you ever heard of a group called SRFH?" Can't say I have, government thing?" Not even remotely. When we started we called ourselves the 'Serial Rapists For Hire', the name change was for something less menacing."You nearly spit up the old coffee you had taken to drinking when you sat at. All that money I DIDN’T make? Seein’ that little redhead in that Stearman, I’m paid. Sitting in that thing, back in the air. Pure dee premium.”“Thought you’d get a kick out of it,” I said.“More ‘n a kick, son. Daughter ‘n’ her husband had a fit. Ain’t none of their business, though, not as long as I’m alive and sane.” His eyes narrowed. “They’d be fillin’ in those ponds, run that Saucier boy off. Buildin’ crappy houses. This...” he nodded over his shoulder, “this is priceless. Tell me this. ...Daddy moveda strong arm around my waist and helped me off the coffee table....mygod he's strong, I thought, almost just lifting me onto my feet...hetook a few steps away and tugged at the leash...I followed him,straightening my dress and running my hands over my burning buttcheeks..oh wow oh wow...Daddy, I thought...following him obediently,almost in a trance.He walked me to the full length mirror by the entrance and with mefacing him, put his two strong hands on my hips to steady me. "Take. Rog slid his finger all the way in her and wiggled it around. Her hole moved back and forth on his finger as he fucked her. Bella released guttural noises from her throat. No matter how she fought the feeling, it was overcoming her. She could not stop her sex from pulsing no matter how hard she tried.“A woman’s hole is beautiful!” said Rog. “I cannot believe how it moves for me! May my servants feel it, too?”“Surely,” said Zorg.Bella felt fat, rough fingers enter her and tease her. They tickled.