Taking off their panties a drop of juice ran down their legs."So who wants to have fun first? Don't worry though you all will get a turn," he said as ...e stood there stroking his cock. "I want to go first and have fun with that fuck stick of yours," Candice said.She stepped toward him and started to kiss him and then she opened her mouth and they started French kissing. The other ladies started taking seats watching the show. He started to grope her ass and caress her back."Mmm you have a. Somehow a Russian got the job. I code named the man, talking down to me, Boris. He tried to go into a long winded explanation of why the Boogieman was so bad.“Excuse me sir,” I interrupted Boris. “That’s all fine and good, but it isn’t pertinent to why we are here. I have a lot to do, so would you mind if we just get started?”He made the noises of a self important political animal, but he finally said, “Of course.”“The first thing you all need to understand is why the Boogieman wants a deal. You justhad to look at it to know that it was sharp, the edges seemed to split the light and it warned you not to touch because it was as dangerous to the person that wielded it as to the person that would be struck by it. The woman in front of me now had the same quality, the same deadly beauty. Like the sword you would have been hard put to place her age, sort of mid-twenties going on timeless. ‘I could tell_’ she said, ‘That you were deep in thought. I sometimes feel like that at this time. “B-But Panties King!” stammered Victoria, “Do you not want to keep me so you can claim my p-panties?”“Pah!” said the Panties perve, “You’ll be replaced by some other bimbo! I’ll get her panties instead!”“And the price... ?” asked the Sheikh.“100,000 dollars, as we agreed!”Barbara’s heart sank. Victoria was to be carted off to the Middle East to serve as a sex slave. Her fate would be worse. Raped, tortured before suffering an inevitable death.‘No, dammit!’ she thought, ‘I need to stop thinking.