But just because journalism is dead doesn't mean there are no true journalists left.5:00 am; Friday.A blaring alarm woke Hannah Hancock from her slumb...r. With a slap and a grunt she had silenced the clock and risen from her bed. The young woman shuffled to her bathroom bleary eyed, bed haired and still half asleep.First she hissed and recoiled from the bright white lights above her mirror; an act that quickly broke down to a laugh and brief giggle. With a bit of silliness out of her system she. I pushed him away and we quickly walked to the ladies' room.“Just stay there,” I gasped, as I sank to my knees, working on his trousers as I spoke. Out sprang his cock, it seemed to be about ten inches and thick with it. It had been a while since I had fucked a monster like that and my eyes were fixed on it. He just pushed it in and fucked my mouth.“You delicious bitch,” he croaked, “Suck on that and earn your commission.” I did as I was told and sucked hard. It wasn’t long before he came in my. ‘My nine year old daughter’s been badly burned in a fire! They say she might not live!’ ‘Let’s go in together, I’ll pray with you, I’m a minister.’ The young woman was like putty in his hands, her body was so limp and pliable. As they walked to the front desk, Steve learned the little girl’s name was Mary. After consulting with the friendly receptionist, he was ushered into a small room to the right by a tall man dressed in scrubs, while Mary’s mother stayed in the waiting area. ‘I’m Doctor. She loved to feel in control and in control she was! The two security guards had been listening at the door and had heard her sucking off their boss. They had looked at each other with glee! We can have a bit of this, they thought, she is ripe for the picking. They followed her down the corridor as she wiggled her arse like the little tart she was. “Hey you” one of them called “the boss wants to see you back in the office”. He wants an action replay she thought and turned on her heels. .