Her heart pounded in her chest. The palms of her hands were covered in sweat.The phone rang.Two ... three times.She cringed at the fourth ring, antici...ating it rolling into Gabe's voicemail.Her stomach churned when someone picked up. "Hello?"For a moment, she couldn't speak."Hello?" the familiar voice said again."Hi ... Mr. MacKenzie?" she knew she had to say something lest he think she was a telemarketer and hang up. "It's me ... um, Bailey Crawford." Bai—Oh, hi!" She could "hear" the smile in. Aik pahli sachi baat yeh thi keh voh jis vehicle mein gaye thay voh buht purani junkyard model car thi aur dusray voh 3—4 sabhi buht rowdy noisy harkatein kar rahay thay. Naughty group gets naughty response. Unluckily another group of car full of drunk youngsters ran them off the road aur voh neechay aik ditch mein gir gaye. Mohan ki side aik tree se lagnay ki wajah se ousko buht zayada injuries huien. Both of his collar bones were broken aur dono arms aur shoulders plaster cast ki wajah se. It would have taken ten of them to support the way he lived. At any rate, this was none of her business. Her business was to get those pictures back tonight.The taxi let her off in front of the now familiar house and Ann climbed the steps dejectedly for what seemed like the millionth time. She rang the bell and waited for Sidney's familiar face to answer. No one came. She tried again several times and could hear absolutely nothing from the inside of the house. She felt a momentary sense of. That was all it took. The vibrations from her throat on the head of his cock gave Dan no choice but to cum. He shot a taste in her mouth, then pulled out and sprayed her face with his thick white cream. He stood back and admired his handiwork. What a sight she was. Some of the cum had dripped off her face and onto her tits. Dan realized that this set-up needed to be permanent. He did not want Chrissy to be somewhere else when he wanted access to her fuckholes. He wanted to be able to hurt her.