Prue happily watched as his tight-ridged abdomen was exposed and her eyes followed the thin line of dark hair up to his chest where it fanned out in a...light sprinkle around his nipples. His well-defined pectoral muscles were now on show.As the shirt came free of his arms, she was able to see his distinctly muscular arms and shoulders. His skin was toned similar to the dye she was covered in, and his black curly hair was positively inviting to her fingers. The desire in his dark brown eyes was. Black a throbbing thick erection in the trousers of his ten thousand dollar suit. "We did some terrible things and none of us are proud of it...but terrible things were done to us as well." "And the girl in the film. The girl you and two buddies are ass, cunt and mouth fucking all at the same time while her older brother is made to watch. Had she done anything terrible to you? Was she the enemy?" Larson had stared at the floor and shaken his handsome head. His hair was still clipped in nice. Some had been mutilated after death. Gouged eyeballs or severed fingers were found floating around the bodies they’d been removed from, as if the killer had not been satisfied with merely taking life. ‘Not in the way these people went,’ Batty said, waving a hand at the bodybags floating around her. ‘It doesn’t make sense to mutilate the dead in the middle of a running battle. My money is on one sicko.’ ‘Ok, so what happened to the sicko?’ Jena asked and felt a chill race up her spine. She. She laughed and asked if we wanted to take her out that night. Both of us? She said yes she liked a party. I said we have a few more friends that would like a date as well. She asked where we were going to party? I told her Todd would pick her up at 7 and bring her to the party. She asked Todd for a ride home so he would know the way. That night Todd pulled up with Christy and she was wearing a halter top and a pair of short shorts. Her big ass was hanging out and her tits were swaying.