Blood stained his lips and neck though not a single drip now shed, his eyes focused but distantly, confused as to respond. The child gasps a rasping w...eeze, the door exploded inward warping the frame. In the gloom of this violent disruption, eyes glared cold with bloodthirsty aggression. A weapon banished in the dim outside light, talons wrapped the pommel. Raven snarled deep in his throat cursing this foul interruption and stepped forward to meet this intruder. Their eyes meet through the. Finally, the topic turned in a wild new direction with Regina suddenly confessing, “This is fun,” she said, laughing and patting my knee. “Usually I hate meeting new guys.”“Why?” I asked.“Because of these,” she said, pointing at her breasts and laughing. “I mean, they’re the only reason most guys want to talk to me, and I hate that. I hate it because it’s all they want---well, they want more, of course, but my boobs are up front, you know, and that’s all they think about.”“I don’t. He's obviously some kind of movie producer. That's why there's all of this secrecy. They're discussing exactly the kind of film she needs to break into acting. A lot of models try to go into film and let's face it, they suck. Just because they're good at being a mannequin, or strutting their tiny little asses down the runway, it doesn't always translate."I watched the monitor again and saw Becca duck into a car with the man. The alarm bells went off in my head then as once they got inside of. Wet, gurgling sounds came from her throat. She was sucking the man’s cock with a passion. If she could have seen herself, she would have died from embarrassment. But she didn’t know this man, didn’t know his sexual nature. Secretly, he had no intentions of letting her suck his cum up out of his big hairy balls. Not right now. To Clint, this sexy Bitch sex slave, was something to enjoyed thoroughly, a delicious piece to be tortured with the pain of erotic.