‘God!’ she cried out. ‘You see me. Can you see me?’ Khalid shook her. Her eyes ripped from Makumud’s lean muscular body and suddenly fixed o... Khalid’s well-proportioned chest. She could see his pectoral muscles flexing, could make, out the rhythmic pulse of his heart. Khalid kissed her again, drawing her drugged mind away from looking at him to feeling him with her hands. Suddenly, she felt another hand. It was Makumud’s. He was behind her now, touching her neck, running his hands down her arms. He smiled to himself. Those were the only two women he was capable of loving. His younger sister and his mother. They were his everything. He grew up in San Fransisco, but moved to Carlifornia right after his college graduation. He went home as often as possible, but he missed them extremely. Those were the last thoughts he had befor he felt someone grab him from behind. Now Derrick was by no means a small man. He was 6'5" and over 250 pounds. He put up a fight but before long he noticed they. ' Considering the fantasies -- never acted on -- in the man's mind, Ken thought that was a bit hypocritical. Kinky as he was, not even Ken was into dogs. He sighed and walked over to his friend."Hey, Gary," he said."Hey," returned the man. He was thinking that if this kept up, he was sunk. The fine was substantial, and even though he had the money to pay it, the constant drain was eating into his funds. With the economy the way it was, he just didn't have a lot of reserves. Not only that, but. He says I have a hot cunt that needs to be used. I agree. I get paid $1500 dollars a movie. He’s part owner of a studio that does fuck films. So, 100 movies, and your bullshit debt is all paid off.” She got up and gave me a kiss. “It will be fine. It’s not like he’s taking advantage of me, and I am doing this for us. For you, so I can get my husband back. I love you and I am going to give them everything, no holes bared, to show you how much.” She walked away and my boss looked at me as he.