"It's this fucked up times we are in Marca," he replied while he sipped his coffee. "I need to go through their cost records over there and I can't tr...st anyone else. Nothing I can do about it. I'll be back by late Friday the latest, I promise."”Tim sweetie, I know you got business you got to take care of, don’t worry about me I got this big house to take care of, go do your thing and I’ll do mine!” “Marca it seems like we never have time to be together like we were when we. She lived in London, but was in New Zealand for a short time. I had been drawn to her amazing pictures: The long dark hair falling over her cheeks, those full, kissable, biteable, suckable lips. The even fuller breasts, falling out of her outfit in the pictures she had sent me. Her round arse, just begging for attention. After exchanging messages for a little while online we had agreed to chat, and I had Skyped her. There was an instant, intense and unbridled attraction between us and we had. Smith and said nothing as we both watched Mrs. Smith struggle to maintain control of her aching bladder. Ten minutes passed and Mrs. Smith started grunting periodically as waves of desperation washed over her. After the first few grunts, I glanced at Mr. Smith and noticed a massive bulge in his pants. I was not sure if it was Mr. Smith’s bulge or Mrs. Smith's ass bouncing as she hopped from foot to foot, but my thong was now positively drenched and I was starting to worry it might start to show. One wrapped about her throat. Pity. I punished the man. How old is this one?” He smacked the 16-year-old on the buttocks and watched her breasts bounce as his cock hardened. She whimpered.A long and terrible scream echoed through the room and the warlord smiled. “You are fatherless, girls. I am now your father. And I expect you to be obedient to me.” Another gurgling cry was heard and the girls looked at each other, tears in their eyes as Pam shrugged her shirt off her shoulders and revealed.