“When she’s home along she sounds completely different, that’s when she actually comes but with him it’s faked.”“Fair enough, funny that s...me girls do actually fake it.” I chuckled “not that I would know.”I added without thinking. “Never faked huh? Well you must either have a big cock or know what you are doing or an idiot?”“First two...maybe?” “Maybe?” she smirked “let’s see it!”“See what?”“Your cock, get it out so I can see it.”“Um? Right here?”“Sure” she said, “everyone is gone.”“Eh ok” I. “Alex, the female tiger’s leg is being repaired as we speak. She will be limping, but still be able to defend herself and her cubs. The male is not the father to the cubs, by the way. With our help they are now a family unit, and they will be loyal to you and anyone that they see is loyal to you. Clyde and the rest of the horses will trust them after they see them with you and smell them. We are adding a scent gland to them that all of the horses will be able to recognize. Any wild horses you. What color hair would she have; blonde, brown, red or a mix? Is she big breasted? Is she tall? So many questions filled my mind. I brought with me my school bag which contained all the essentials - English books, dictionary and pencil case. I arrived at her house five minutes before we had scheduled to meet. The house was very beautiful; it featured a well maintained garden, single driveway where she parked her sleek silver Audi and a small tile pathway to her doorstep. I rang the doorbell and. "Clean me with your tongue, bitch. You're gonna be my toilet paper. Wipe me clean.˝ he commanded, his imposing body alone being all the authority he needed. He obeyed the following order with much pleasure, using his tongue as a toilet paper, going deep inside Paul's asshole. He moaned in utter arousal, as he was aware he was an object in the eyes of this man. He hoped to please him. The city above was mostly unaware of the carnage in the subway, and what was worse, there were few people.