He also startedtaking him to pubs and dance clubs. This kept going for next threevisits. Jason, however, was taking too long for this.They were seated...in a mid-town pub when a fully drunk man approachedtheir table. He placed his hand on Jason's shoulder and said, "How dareyou fuck my girl, asshole?"Roger had already stood up. He quickly grabbed the hand of the drunkman and pulled his arm towards his back, which forced him to bendforward. That man was not alone. Three tall men quickly jumped on. Emilia was heading right for the camera; he could see it had caught her eye. She jumped as she heard him shout, and then realisation washed over her face. Chris panicked, putting his clothes back on quickly. He headed towards the TV to turn it off when he saw a smile spread across Emilia's face. She looked directly at the camera and said "You only had to ask Daddy." Chris was frozen. Had he heard that right? Did she actually still want him? He hadn't even realized that Emilia was no. I told you". "Well there is only one reason a whore like this comes down here" I never say a word,I can't let them know that this turns me on. One of the black guys unzips his [pants and pulls his cock out and grabs me by the back of the head and forces me down on it. I resist at first,but this only angers him more and he forces my mouth down over his sweaty cock. "Oh yeah this bitch is fucking good" he tells his friends as his meaty goodness slams into the back of my throat as he continues to. The others looked like they had been through a war, empty parking lots filled with debris, no windows, lots of plywood tacked everywhere. Whatever damage they had suffered, they faired much better than the old one and two story motels that had been the staple for so many years. They were all leveled now, just concrete slabs and sand covered parking lots remained. ‘Breakfast?’ the hostess asked. ‘Still serving?’ ‘For another 5 minutes.’ ‘Great!’ The dinning room was nearly empty and she sat us.