S. was a high risk operation requiring most of his time.The kidnapping of young girls, on the other hand, required minimal muscle, and practically no ...isk. The girls would be drugged and 'stored' under the false bottoms of delivery trucks, unconscious for almost all of the trip to the small cabin near the canyon. They would stay drugged until they were delivered to Mr. Pig, a fat Asian crime lord who was on the far end of a heroin supply line that JJ wanted to cultivate.This Pig, like the Norte. I continued to plough into her and enjoy the feeling of this sexy mature women and her pulsating fanny coming all over my cock. She collapsed beneath me and I held onto her tightly, and slowed down my fucking as she experienced a mind shattering orgasm.I was impressed with myself for not coming just yet and decided it was now time to give her arse the attention that it deserved. After all hopefully she would be too tired to resist! I pulled my cock out of her soaking pussy and used my hands. "There was a strangled sound and Buffy looked to see Jennifer making faces. Her face was red and her hands fluttered as her feet shuffled a little. It was clear she wanted to sound off, but was trying to keep quiet for some reason. She kept darting little looks at Clint, who was watching Christy pleasure herself and the two pledges. Christy stopped for a minute and her hand darted between her legs.Buffy leaned over. "Would you like to be naked with these handsome young men Christy?"Christy. ”“What is that?”“I show off my wardrobe.” She kissed his cheek. “My thigh-highs and my pretty dresses and my cute rompers and my plaid skirts and my sexy tube tops.” She kissed his other cheek. “My last one got almost a hundred thousand views.”“No shit?”She kissed his nose. “No shit.”“Like a channel, huh?”“Yup.” She kissed his forehead. “Nymphet Fashion by Heather.”He laughed out loud. “Nymph who the what?”“Don’t make fun,” she said, slapping his face.“Ouch. So, you pretend to be a—"She slapped.