There’s no Carter’s on the firm or on the customer data-base. The name appeared in a couple of people’s outlook address books. But not the perso...s that these e-mails were addressed too. I don’t know, a cynical ex-policeman’s hunch I suppose. Or perhaps I’m just nosy. I pulled up copies of everything were Carter was mentioned. Yes, I can do that. Christ, I’m giving away the family secretes here. If you guys tell anyone. I’m out on my bloody ear!’ ‘No worries Dave, nothing you tell us about how. "Come watch me fuck my bitch" he screamed"Let me lay on my baby Mal?" Mal was fucking him hard and fast, Bart's ass lips were opened and more flexible, the pain was gone and replaced by joy and excitement."Pull my shorts off baby, let me lay on my back ...... Please" Bart requested again.Mal pulled out and stood up, Bart too a few deep breaths,blowing the sand away.He swallowed and turned to see Mal standing with his huge rock hard cock staring at him.As he turned, Mal grabbed him by the hair. If you give her a boy he’ll be as big as you. And she really wants a baby. It’s a humanitarian effort.” You spit out rapid fire, almost unintelligibly. I stare at you like you’re insane while your head makes it’s way down to feast on the slab of meat between my legs. You want me to fuck another one of your friends? One that’s married? What the heck are you thin…. It hits me. “You’re enjoying this aren’t you? You’ll have me fuck all of them, all your friends.” “I don’t know what you’re talking. Gracie's eyes opened briefly and as their eyes met it felt like she was looking into infinity. "Make me your filthy, dirty, sissy faggot whore" Gracie whimpered and once again felt her head pounded against her headboard. Gracies eyes fell shut with her eyeballs rapidly fluttering behind them. Her jaw went slack and her entire body wanted nothing but to submit to her sexy kitten Jenny who was now a Black Panther ravaging her body."DEEPER!!!" Gracie screamed, a scream like no other. It was almost.