Because Im one of Franks wives. And you belong to us, too. You and Donna are our sex slaves now. I pointed to the end of the room where Donna lay bent...over the table while Janet, Becca, and Nicole took turns spanking her ass. Is Donna a Prezzydent, too? asked Ms. Beigh. A Vice-President, smiled Frank as he unbuckled his belt. Now, slave, I purred, yanking Ms. Beighs head to the right so she looked at Franks cock. You need to start sucking. Its time to serve. Okay, she smiled as Franks cock came. She pressed her tits together and he slid between them and fucked them like he did her hot box. GIVE ME YOUR JUCE! BUT FUCK MY CUNT FIRST!He took her legs and propped them up his shoulders spreading them apart to expose her dripping steamy hot box. He gripped his shaft and slid inside her once again, her tightness returned. He thrust deep into her crevice. Her warm juices flowed around his cock and dripped from her lips. He fucked her hard and soft. In and out, in and out working up a. “We got a nice piece here,” the man said in an East End London accent. From his voice and appearance, he conjured images in Helena’s mind of an English actor whose every film featured a POV shot of him kicking someone in the face. “And I ain’t talkin’ ‘bout the countess.” She heard the sound of metal gently rattling in his hand and realized he’d found the gun right away. Helena hadn’t made it difficult, though. It was on top of everything else in her purse.“Ruger LC9,” he continued. “Good gun. "Won't have any school today," Seth said to himself as the fat flakes blew sideways for a while and then seemed to reverse direction making the store disappear behind a gauzy curtain. The leafless limbs of the trees clacked against each other. The fenceline by the deep old road in front of their house was barely discernible in the swirling waves of drifting snow, and the tall pine trees to the west were bent with the weight on their limbs. The storm seemed to suck the color out of the.