"Hey, Snowwhite, would you like to suck me off? I don't want to come in the mouth of a slave." Of course." She sat down in the sofa beside Jonas. "Do ...ou really want Snowwhite to suck you off? Why not my juicy cunt?"By this time the slave-girl was crawling backwards, away from Jonas. He reached down and grabbed her hair and dragged her up close."Oh, no. You stay here. Your mouth is unworthy, but your face will be a fine place so spray my jism, when Snowwhite makes me come." Aahh, what a fine. Using the neck of the empty beer bottle, he spread her virgin pussy lips and gently inserted it inside the opening. She was quietly anxious. He pushed it in slowly at first watching her response, then all at once pressed it in hard and fast past the obstruction. She shrieked a short high pitched scream. Tears tumbled down her cheeks, but he left the bottleneck where it was inside her until she could compose herself. It took a few minutes before she regained her equilibrium, and began to breathe. That was something he would have done anything to avoid. Would he? Really? Would he even have forgiven Dottie?As he pondered that question, he held up his glass and looked at the golden liquor swirling in it. No, that was not nearly the end of it, was it? Here he was, sitting alone in his slightly disorderly, nondescript condo, drinking whiskey. The tidal wave had swept him up, as well.Carol had made the suggestion that she have lunch with Chelly in a fit of euphoria over Ryan's obvious love. She hoped he would find his release with the Gypsy girls and she wondered if he would be satisfied with just one or would sample a variety of them to compare their favors. The depraved thought made her blush and she allowed her free hand to wander down to her white undies to check the condition of her feminine folds. Just as she suspected, her slit was already damp with anticipation and she knew that if her brother had not found other sources of pleasure, she would have buried her head in the.