The sun was setting behind the edifice, casting an ominous red glow to the already impressive structure. Brittany opened the door and slowly exited, b...rely able to stand on weak, exhausted knees.24 hours.By her best guess, that's how long she stayed at that warehouse. That's how long she serviced men, women, couples ... all in the name of charity.It was beyond comprehension that she lasted that long. Every muscle in her body screamed for rest. Every motion, even blinking, seemed to take the. Manager name was Ravi and he asked that I came so many times here and never fucked any bar dancer as so many clients used to do and I straight away told him I had a sexy wife at home and used to go home and fuck her fantasizing Rittu as a bar dancer.Ravi then told my fantasy can become real and also earn a good income if I make Rittu a bar dancer and then I said Rittu would not agree to it as we have 2 kids and who will take care of it.Ravi then said that I should introduce him to my wife and. 'My husband', Lynn said laughing softly nibbling on Jim's lip.'Fuck you’re a total bitch', he said lifting her up and throwing her on the bed. They both laughed rolling on the bed together.He kissed her neck while his hand played with her clit, his eyes on David’s. Lynn moaned and opened her legs wider exposing her pussy to David's avid gaze while Jim preceded to finger fuck her cunt with his thick long fingers. First one, then a second and then he added a third, really stretching her cunt. She. " Country's gone to the fucking dogs," said an equally old woman who had no teeth and wore ragged clothes that were several sizes too large and hung off her spindly frame. "Britain used to be Great. It's not Great anymore." It's not even called Britain anymore if you haven't been paying attention," said another man whose sagging skin was evidence that he'd once been plump or even obese. He now resembled a deflated balloon. "When's the soup coming?" It'll be here soon," said Roland. "There's a.