I turn to the Zonovan. Tucking my thumb and forefinger away, I lightly touch his wrist with the remaining three fingers. He is obviously delighted by ...his; the greeting of friendship and kinship in the Zonovan manner, shown to me by Ara. His smiling dark eyes look into mine.“You seem not to be of Zonovon, yet you know our ways.”“We slaves are all of one cloth, one family, one kingdom; the republic of hempen homespun,” I whisper.“And you are a beauty possessed of wise words.”“Hush! We must. When he got up in the morning he was more tired than when he went to bed. Haggard and worn, he went for a walk, finally stopping at a little diner a block from Cindy's.As he came in, a man motioned him over to a booth. "You're Cindy's cousin aren't you? My name is Baxter Jones. I work for her and saw you in the office yesterday. You'll be working close with me some of the time. I'm pretty easy to get along with. I never heard Cindy mention you before. Are you from around here?"Jim was debating. 

"Turn her over" he commanded and they lifted me and placed me on my knees in the middle of the bed. They had clearly done this before as two held me by my wrists and pulled me forward so that my arse was in the air pointing towards bull cock. "Now wider" he ordered, and two more grabbed my ankles and pulled my legs wider until I could feel the lips of my cunt part. "Vincent. Make sure she's ready " he said and Vincent squeezed the whole tube of lubricant into my spunk soaked cunt and then I. "Stupid cow," I muttered, "ok just for one mad moment I might consider helping you out here and say yes, there's got to be an understanding here, ok." Sure, sure and thanks," she said."I haven't said yes yet," I said, "ok number one, you owe me and big time too. Two, there mustn't be more than six guys and three, no pictures." Yeah, no problem," she said hugging me.Shit what had I let myself in for but again my pussy was overriding my brains. It's not like I haven't done it all before and had.