Let's go."Matilda followed Leon to his car. They drove in silence -- for a one block."What am I supposed to do?" Matilda asked."Whatever they tell you..."They? she wondered staring at Leon's profile. "How many?"He glanced at her and then his eyes returned to the road. "Two." Who are they?" Not important." What are they going to ask me to do?" Does it matter?"Matilda thought about that for a while and then said, "Are they going to have sex with me?"Leon looked at her longer this time before. . Why is it so hard to breath?... There was a hissing sound, followed by a dull pop. Everything was a blur; every noise was fat and almost seemed to be under water. There was very little oxygen; breathing seemed to be a chore. And the cold was near arctic. Someone… Anyone… Please help… A confused figure thinking erratically, freezing and convinced death was upon him. That’s who he was; just a lost traveler. A hand extended towards him, pulling his body upward. His frame breached the surface. ." Elena. I came back here because I needed to talk to Julie." You're her ex-girlfriend"The 'ex-' part stung Elena. "Yes." Well, she's gone for a week, and she hired me to watch over the placeand water her plants." Julian had an inscrutable smile on his face whenhe said that."I'm supposed to clean out the fridge, so you want breakfast?" heoffered.Elena had nowhere else to go right now, so she said yes. Julian madeEnglish Muffins just the way Elena loved them, with raspberry jam.When Elena. “Your pussy needs some real dick Chloe, listen to your body. It knows what it needs. It needs Daddy’s big thick cock opening up this little pussy of yours.”She whimpered again and rubbed her pussy against his dick. “There you go, you need this nice and raw, sit down on Daddy’s lap,” he said softly but firmly. “Trust me sweetheart, you’ll feel so much better after your cunt is good and stretched, dripping with cum.”She slowly sank down onto him and I watched her tight twat snap around his.