Yes, including the info on the bad guys ... and buy plenty of wood; I want the assholes burned at the stake ... No, I’m not kidding. What can be don... must be done and now ... Yes ... okay ... Yes, good.” He said, and hung up. He came back to his wife.“Lea, he’s about to get the best medical care in the entire world. Trust me on that one, and I will be working triple hard to get him out of there. The fact that those bad guys were able to do what they did to him, might give us some leverage with. She murmured something that was unintelligible to me but I sensed she was telling them that she approved of what they were packing. She glanced over to look at me and smiled.Leon’s cock looked to be about 10 inches and Dale was only slightly smaller but both of them were seemingly rock hard. She was like a c***d in a sweet shop and I could see she couldn’t make up her mind which one to have her first as she clearly wanted both of them.She took a cock in each hand and as she began to slowly. I decided, in the end, to cover Megan’s back with my cum. I pulled back one last time on her hair. Her head bent backwards, her back arched and I slipped my cock from her. My spunk shot from the end and splashed onto her back and arse as soon as it was released. Maggie was down on it like a dog on heat. She lapped up the spunk and then covered my cock with her mouth as I slumped backwards. Megan slouched forward and fell onto the bed. She was exhausted. She lay there for some time. All the. . Hilda Billings wasn't exactly huge -- more the tiny wren type -- but she had a lot of drive and a LOT of intelligence! Today was her day, and she was seizing it like a pit bull! "How many of you assholes are married?" she demanded. A shitload of hands went up. "How many of your wives are over there on the auction block?" That got similar numbers -- which made it a poor selection criterion. "How many of them aren't here at all?" That got a smattering -- maybe twenty. "Walk away, boys," she.