" FRANKWhat could I do, he was my friend for 3 months. I had to continue his quest, besides the fact that I had my own motives for revenge.I sat there...in the cell and watched my friend suffer in pain. He rolled around like a squealing pig. He grabbed his stomach and suddenly began to shake violently. I knew that Jones would be coming soon to see this horrible deed so I quickly hid the journal.When Jones entered, Matt had already begun to gain a shiny texture to his skin. His eyes rolled back. Natalie’s pretty little pink pussy beckoned, the fleshy cunt lips unfurling and a most alluring scent of twat in heat steaming from the tight pink folds of flesh. However, with the girl lying on her back, the inexperienced Irish Setter wasn’t quite sure how to proceed. He whined in frustration and paced nervously back and forth, feeling the ache in his rigid cock growing ever more pronounced. “Come on, boy!” Natalie encouraged, lightly slapping her creamy inner thigh. Winston shook his head. ’ ‘You’re my girl Sierra. That’s perhaps our only hope of trigging action on this. Without evidence, or at the very least a focal point promising discovery, if we applied for a search warrant our suspicions would sound a trite unbelievable, don’t you think?’ Sierra frowned, dabbed her lips then smiled. ‘The chance of discovery is further complicated because once the plant was at the end of the tunnel, the roof just back from it would have been blasted to fill the tunnel.’ ‘You should have been. ---"And if You want to include animals, that's ok, that's totally degrading to me'" she'd written to him and he'd forwarded to me, laughing at me, taunting me. The livestock arrived at six. The man who owned the compound and the guest barn I'd been whipping her in had no moral compunction about using his animals to fuck women who were sick enough to want it. Daisy could barely get up when he arrived but it didn't matter. The dogs came to her. They'd fucked enough women before they recognized.