Carl Sandburg was right. Chicago was alive."Here," he said, finishing a bottle of beer with one hand, and holding up a piece of paper to her mouth wit... the other. "Taste it."Connie bit the paper and held it on her tongue to let the acid dissolve, and then moved to kiss him. It was a pathetic place to make out, here in this trash-strewn, freewheeling park, and she could instantly envision cops with batons rapping on the fabric on the tent, but no one came.Tom's lips met hers, and his eyes were. Le silence r?gnait dans la chambre apr?s ses paroles, les cinq donzellesle regardaient, immobiles et muettes, comme quelques pr?datrices ?l'aff?t de chaque marque de faiblesse de leur proie.D'une voix froide, m?prisante, s?re d'elle, Myl?ne reprit tr?s vitel'ascendant, comme capturant Charles dans les rets d'un filet de fermeautorit?.? ?coute moi bien petite idiote, c'est fini le temps o? tu nous parlaiscomme ? tes servantes! Tu n'es plus notre client, ni m?me un monsieur. Tuas int?r?t ? nous. Then he could hold it no longer as he flooded her soft defenseless body with fertile seed. She could only moan in utter defeat. Finished, he rudely pulled his babymaker from her and put it back into his pants. Smiling he said, I love porking pigs. She was trapped in place with her sex gapping open and his seed leaking from her core down the inside of her legs. Working quickly taking more cuffs he cuffed her at the ankles, knees. and elbows. Then taking a remote from his pocket rolled down the. I let go of his dick and crawled under the table. I grabbed what we called the knee pillow. Everyone thought it was for the dog, but it was for my mother and me. We spent a lot of time under here servicing my dad and brother. After put the knee pillow under my knees I looked up to see, my fathers huge cock. He had already taken down his boxers for me. He was huge, not just long but fat. His dick was about 9inches long and about 2-3 inches wide. But I love my fathers cock. I loved the feel of.