She didn’t really have anything on the walls as all the pictures in her parents’ house had been of her. She saved them all but wasn’t about to h...ng photos of herself all over her own apartment.“You have a very nice place,” Brent commented, turning back to her.“Thank you,” Emma said politely. “I like it. Bruiser seems to as well.”The apartment was an open floor plan. The front door entered into the living room and the kitchen was on the far side. Bruiser had wandered into the kitchen and was. "Private show.....you ladies going to participate?" he asked. "Well yes..." nervously I said. "Well if we are going to get naked...then you are as well...right?" he replied. "Well.....we ....really had thought about it that way.....Stacy?" my voice was quivering. "No I had not planned on...participating...like that....uh...was hoping to fondle you and orally pleasure you." Stacy said. "Well.....you ladies are sure attractive....but Jarrod and I need some visual stimulation...right Jarrod?". I awoke with a gasp, or rather, several gasps. It took me awhile to regain awareness.That damned dream again, I cursed. It's been plaguing my dreams for days now. Always the same dream. Always the same man, same bed, same bathroom, and same face in the mirror.Try as I might though, I could not recall the face. I recall that it was frightening, but as for details, it was all a blur, except for the eyes. Yes, the eyes. It was yellow and the pupils were slits, similar to the ones on a cat. I. Shortly before she would have been coming he stopped and shoved out his hand with a slimy plop sound. She went even wilder and was angry not to have orgasmed a second time. Cheng stood in front of her and slapped her face. He ordered her to control her feelings otherwise he would punish her heavily. He pinched hard into her sluttish flat tit meat and slapped that useless tits hard. So hard that the clamps fell off her nipples. As the blood run into them again she moaned in agony. Her legs.