Who did this gringa bitch think she was? He'd destroy her.Calling up his private jet, he flew into Birmingham.He did nothing half way, doing research ...n anyone he considered an enemy or who could cost him time or money. Nothing he read pleased him. The puta was already rich, money wouldn't work as a persuasion. Neither would threats to her family. The mother was in France, married to a French judge, and the father was even richer than his daughter, well respected and even more well connected.. I told him that Leandro was telling me about Cape Verde, he was enjoying learning about other cultures, so he was going to stay a little longer.- Yes, yes, she said to me before getting in the car and leaving, I already know that you love to learn about other cultures.Of course Leandro was working, so, shortly after, I also had to leave.- I like to talk to you, Leandro, after work do you have anything important to do?- Not really, when I leave here I go to dinner and then I have nothing. . so ripe ... eager ... I'm almost ready" A light-skinned black girl gurgled as she rubbed her gravid womb, quivering, throbbing with lively young. She looked past nine-months, and her hard-nippled breasts leaked milk-trails as if in preparation for her brood. Unlike the discomforts normal to a human woman, she seemed to gain a sensual gratification from the throbbing young jostling and kicking within her fertile body. An odd sight in a house like this; surely an irresponsible playboy like. He had told her what was to come after the butt-fuck. She was a broken slave. She scurried to kneel before him and sucked his cock into her mouth. She slurped his cock noisily. Her tongue was working furiously behind her cheeks. Her fingers softly caressed Bill's balls.As though there was not a ravening mouth on his cock Bill calmly answered Mr. William's query. "Not too bad sir. She clearly needs more time before she is fully punished for her bad attitude. She did disobey my instructions at.