Tanya openly acted like a very naive and gullible girl, and was getting fucked by a minimum of five different people every day. She also acted in the ...ame fashion in front of Deen and Binu. Manya knew it was only a matter of time before acting that way would cease to become an act and end up becoming her nature. She knew that one day, she would actually become a dumb bimbo, who could easily be duped into having sex by a conversation she overheard only last nightSalman: "Tanya, let me fuck. He saw Justin approaching and nodded a greeting. Pablo was ex-Columbian Special Forces, trained by the former US government to disrupt and subvert drugs cartels. He was quick and tough. He was also a good man; a family man whose Wife and child would right now be facing the final hours of their lives amid the broiling mania of downtown Bogota. Justin read his eyes; he looked distracted, torn, his mind elsewhere. He stepped through the hatchway and trapped the barrel of Pablo’s weapon with his. If the price for her sexual gratification was Carrie Ann giving up some more of her young pussy to Otis and Desmond, so be it.“Well then. We’ll see you Saturday then,” Otis said.“Was the woman who answered the phone yours or Desmond’s wife?” Beth softly asked.“No. She used to be married to our boss that got killed in a construction accident. She belongs to us now,” Otis said.“Is she white?” Beth asked, in a low hesitant voice.“Yes. She’s a lot like you. She resisted at first, but now she can’t. Come with me Monday and you can pick out the one you like. That way you won’t be cringing at my bad judgment,’ he chuckled. ‘That could be a pretty expensive decision, you know,’ she smiled. ‘I guess I’ll have to trust in your good judgment then, won’t I.’ That’s exactly what husbands are supposed to do, even future ones,’ she said with an arched eyebrow. ‘Then I might as well start now, eh?’ They were quiet again for a while. They continued to look at each other and touch and explore gently.