Turns out I was right. Sybil told me that the ones with big cocks, balls, and good fucking techniques are brought down here and sworn to keep this pla...e a secret. The men are not allow to speak about the club to other men.“What happens if they do?” I asked as we stopped by one of the many doors. It looked fancier compared to the others.“Upon their next visit they will be detained for an unspecified period of time,” Sybil explained and gave me a cold look. “I’m certain you are not foolish enough. I wished I had a motorcycle. Fortunately I was already familiar with her 'scent' through daily contact and it made a tough job of following her marginally easier. I stopped about fifty metres from where she got off the bus. The night helped to mask my presence.After about fifteen minutes a small frown stitched three vertical creases into her forehead. I watched Mandy as she stood impatiently in front the Emporium. She was probably wondering where the hell Vince was. Suddenly two monster. Fuck. Uugh, its just old Gatorade that sat there. It does that. It smells like peach, I didnt know they had a peach flavor! Yep, brand new. Just toss it quick. And the damage was done. The second it was thrown into the trash, I felt the hands of the one and only Lisa grasp my shoulders. Honestly? she whispered into my ears. It was the same one you stopped me using. I promise. I dont believe that. I thought for a second as she stared at me straight in the eyes, without moving a muscle. Do you. Kyra stopped breathing all together, when she realized the animal sitting on her was tearing at her jean skirt, ripping it off her body. “No, don’t, please!” she said only to have her head batted one more time. And she closed her mouth or she would have swallowed pine needles.Having her ass exposed to these…things frightened the hell out of Kyra, and she gasped despite herself when she felt her lacy thong being ferociously ripped from her young body.Then she felt it, a furry limb being stroked.