" Jean lifted her eyes slowly, drooling as she stared wide-eyed at Katherine's cunt wrapped in a package of black lace. She wanted Katherine's pussy, ...anted it so badly she could actually smell the aromatic scent exuding from between Katherine's sensuously full thighs. Katherine stepped closer.She was within Jean's reach. Her perfume and body musk attacked Jean's senses and added to the power of the drug."Take off my panties, Jean.Look at my cunt."Jean swiftly obeyed willingly.At this moment,. It's been too long. This is Weena and this is Patrick." I turned to Weena, "Meena is Jacky's mother." So I now Patrick's almost-granny!" she laughed."You must be happy today." Sure am. Alice good and smart. They'll give me grandkids. You Weena-nungungi? Jacky tol' me about you fixin' Jimmy. Gotta go and cook." And she waddled off."Her heart is even larger than her body," I said.An older man stood up. The djeridoos fell silent. "The band chief," I whispered.He said a number of things I. “Holy shit,” Tom muttered. “You runnin' a brothel, Mark?” Karl gaped. “These are my sex slaves,” I said. “They do whatever me our my fiancee wants.” “Fiancee?” Tom asked. “Yeah, I'm getting married in a month,” I said. “I want you guys to be my groomsmen and Quatch, I was hopping you could be my best man.” “Shit, I'll fucking do whatever you want!” he moaned. “I haven't had my dick sucked in two years.” “Choose a lady,” I told Mat and Karl. “She'll be your personal slave for the night. She'll. Just a couple more feet and you will be out of this desolate alley. Why I chose this way in the beginning I dont know. I just wanted to get home faster. And this alley is the fastest route home. But why did I have to be curious and see what the sound was? Why didnt I just turn around and go back? Because Im stupid and let my curiousity get the best of me. You fucking bitch! One of the men screamed at me before tackling me to the cold hard floor. The other two quickly coming around to hold my.