Soon his finger was buried in my ass. He was telling me that jail house faggots are good for fucking and sucking. He pulled his finger out and my as... longed for a replacement. He turned me around and told me to get his cock out. I undid his belt and then the button on his jeans. I unzipped his pants and that cock I longed for popped out. It was hard and about 8"+. I pushed his pants down and he pulled his legs out. He pulled off his t-shirt. He cock and balls were shaved. On his pubic. Blue. If she says another thing, gag her with her panties, Mr. Pink." Shine that fucking light on the steps, Mr. White." Who's Mr. White?" She talked. Should I gag her now, Denny?" Call me Mr. Orange." Shine that light. I can't see where I'm going. She's getting heavy." Should I gag her?" Not yet, we don't have time. It's getting late. Keep going, Mr. Blue. Turn on the radio, Mr. White. Find out what quarter the game is in." What are you going to do to me? It better not be what I think it is.. Her craved her. He wanted to pump her full of his cum and leave her there, a total mess waiting for the next paying customer. She went from a normal life to a prostitution for hideous creatures all within a day. It felt like years. She couldn’t even understand how her body could withstand everything she has endured with her Capture... He teased her Pussy with the tip of his green scaled cock. He leaned over her, breathing and growling in her face. Spit and slobber trip down her body as she. She nodded slowly."What more do you expect from someone who had to save his family from your husbands?" What I think is that our husbands got caught between you and your family," Samantha said quietly. Her gaze on me was rock-solid."Your husbands would have walked away very well compensated had they been loyal. Does the 'why' matter when you've been hung you out to dry?"Elizabeth shook her head."When do we start?" Samantha asked, opening her menu. I stared at her; she noticed the silence and.