" Uh ... no ... I mean ... I didn't know," I stammered. "But thanks ... that's great ... thanks." OK kid, but don't go getting any ideas about the car... in the front row. Understood?" Yes ... Yes of course. Thank you! That's really great." I was really surprised and delighted with this turn of events.I was about to head off to find my contact when I suddenly realized I couldn't remember his name. "What was the name of the guy I was supposed to see?" Marty Coulson! He's in the shop. Now get to. Today the mistress judged our daughter as the hottest of her stable and is blessing my husband with her. But now it is time for another. I am still young but soon I will not be prime for being filled and bred. So now I make another. This time however, the mistress wants 100 men to own me. This time she wants 100 loads of cum swimming in my womb, combing to create the greatest slut ever born. So she has selected 100 men, each one views women as holes and dreams of impregnating every girl who can. There were a lot of trees and bushes to be able to find hiding places around the lake. We, being Jeff and his five men: Lt James Thunder, SFC Ira Giddings, SGT Rodney Hayes, SGT Humphrey Banks, and SGT Lydia Burroughs. Then, there was Hector, Sam and I to round out to nine of us to take down what we could figure was eight men: a pilot, a truck driver, and five others that loaded and unloaded the drugs, and one guy who refueled the plane while everyone else helped with the unloading, except for. It was nearly Midnight and I asked him what he was doing tonight. He looked a little upset and asked if we could talk. I just knew that this talk was going to be another lengthy evening with my favorite Vegas family. I invited Lamar into my room and we both sat down on the couch to talk. He told me about his brother being confined to the room and how he had teased him about it, until DeShawn had put it in his face about fucking me. He said that he was a little jealous at first, but that he.