. “…for me, babe.” And again, unable to stop her from pumping it in and out of me mercilessly, fucking me without regard for comfort or gentlene...s, savagely driving it in and out of my cunt with one hand while she teased and rubbed and pressed and ground my clit until I begged uselessly for her to stop, not that she paid any attention to me… “Don’t you dare.” Her tone was menacing. Shaking, I held on, but only just, feeling the drool of my cunt running over my asshole, pooling on the table. She took my hand and lead me to the stairs that lead to bedrooms upstairs, she pointed to the landing and told me to film her walking into Ashley's room naked and then get us having sex right on the stairs no more the ten feet from her room. So as Stacy moved, I filmed all the motions into the room where Ashley laid naked on her back passed out. We walked out of the room and went to the stairs where we set the camera up level so it could see all the action. Stacy had me lay on the landing as. She assuredhim that many women were unhappy with the dull, tired, traditional look ofthe average male. They were tired of the average male; they wantedsomething different, something more exotic and attractive. What, sheasked, could be more exotic than silky smooth, milk-white skin, along withhis sausage curls? This new look, she promised, was likely to set a trendand attract girls by the car-load. Chauncey, easily duped, paid her asmall fortune. She supplied the goods and then disappeared. All you must do is ask me to, beg me,kiss my feet if you feel like it. I think it is a good proposition, youwill be me, Kim's, Emma's, and Billie's toy, but you won't mind becausethat will be how it always was. Or you could stay in here, thinking aboutyour old life, how I destroyed it, and may make worst honestly, and no onewill believe you." Cathy attempted an evil laugh that got her point acrossquite well."Listen bitch," Erica started, "why should I believe anything you say, howwill I know.