Suddenly a mechanical voice said, "State versus Martha Templeton. The charge is running a brothel known as the House of Joy, and forcing girls to work...there unwillingly. How do you plead, Guilty or Not Guilty?" Yes, I ran the brothel; no the girls were not forced, they worked there willing," Martha answered, knowing it didn't make any difference what she said, or what the realities were.There was a frightened girl somewhere who would claim to have been coerced into the brothel. The machine lit. Our mouths splashing swabs of juice all over.Then I went down and stripped her pants off and stripped like a ninja with great stealth. She took off her clothes in great haste,I layed her down and was in awe at the mounds of juicy robust shaped flesh that my bull body was between.I sucked her tounge deep in my mouth,sucked those beautiful fair skinned breast like milk would pop out.Then I slide down to her moist wet pussy,already flooded and start eating that white lovely pussy like an. Usne gown ke ander sirf bra aur niker pahani huie thi, Phir maine uska gown hata diya , kya maal lag rahi thi Oo main use dekhata hi rah gaya. Maine use pura lick kiya phir usaki bra utar di, aaj mera bhi ek sapana pura hua tha poonam main chuche dekhane ka aur unhe masalne ka. Main phir uska ek chuchi ko chusane laha aur dusare ko bahut pyar se masalane laga.Kam kam main adhe ghante tak uske chuchiyoko chusa aur masala, phir main usaki nicker nikale ki phek di, kya gori chut thi main mere life. The system has to record your ID before I buzz you in.”“Stupid computers,” Loretta replied as she held up her ID. “I just need to see if I left my phone at my workstation.”The door buzzed and Loretta rushed in and went directly to her workstation. Her phone was sitting almost upright on the desk partially held up by the keypad as if Loretta had set it down for just a second and then forgotten it. “That’s odd,” she said as she picked up her phone, “the battery is dead.”“Maybe it was searching.