After signing for the envelope, I walked into the kitchen and tore it open. What did they have in store for me now?TO: Slave #39FROM: The SyndicateYou... services are required today. Alimosuine will arrive for you at noon{br} and will take you to your destination. You are to wear:A black sports braFaded denim jeans... tight onesWhite socks and sneakersNothing else, including no pantiesMake sure you look your best, or riskpunishment.The SyndicateAs has become customary for me, I went into the. ”I replied, “I haven’t hunted this land since I purchased it. I may harvest a deer next season but it’s not a high priority. I enjoy the land and my pond. I’ve tried to leave it all as natural as reasonable. Most of the cameras are wireless and battery or solar powered. It all doesn’t take much maintenance.”Alice said, “I like the natural look that it all has. Even the house looks like it’s always been just where it is. However, the house is newer, isn’t it?”We went around the pond. I had built. When we pulled up they had the woman standing outside of her car. She was definitely dressed as a prostitute. God, I prayed it wasn't Sue as we pulled up. She was built similar to Sue but the closer we got I knew it wasn't her. I looked at the woman and realized that it was Madeline Berkshire. Her husband was the first victim. I pulled Detective Smith aside and told him who she was.They had asked her for her driver's license and proof of insurance. When she said she didn't have that with her,. .. do it for me, lover! Make me cum please, Vantha... Lick me more... lick me!" Ebony knew well what she was saying even though her lustful passion had pyramided to mindless intensity, and she reached down to gently grasp Vantha's head, drawing it tighter into her, as with an a****l-like little groan of her own, she drew her knees up all the way back to her passion swollen breasts, pulling Vantha's face and nose even tighter down into her wetly throbbing vagina. Vantha's eager tongue.