You could have a profession in ‘Security’.”“I do,” Barley admitted. “At least, I did, until I found out about you people.”“Why did you...leave?” she asked. “Were you running?”“No! Well, yeah, maybe,” Barley admitted. “I was going to come here anyway. But… I killed a man – Sally’s bondsman. It was a fair fight – he had a white knife, but he was a…” He sighed, not really knowing how to explain.“A bondsman?” Tabatha asked. “Was he a Slaver?”Barley looked at the blue-eyed brunette more intensely. He. As he slid deeper up into me, that glorious full feeling came flooding back from the night before, just lighting up my whole body as I began scissoring up and down over him as he lovingly played with my breasts.I moved so I could drop a nipple to his lips which he hungrily took in to suck. He looked so peaceful and happy there, his mouth attached to my breast as we were also attached below in such a new and exiting way."Mmm, I love waking up this way. It's been a long, long time. You look. I just finish work and go to my room wash up and go to the tables and play blackjack. I have a hour and 45min until my poker game starts. So I start playing and I'm sitting in the 5th spot out of 6. To my left in the last spot is this bad bitch who looks Colombian with a huge rack and beautiful face and great thighs that I can see as she is sitting down. I want her which is why I sat at this spot at a 10$ table. To my right is a 60 yo white guy w his MILF wife blonde 40-50 nice little ass. Melanie could feel his hot jizz filling her sore vagina like burning lava.He withdrew his softening cock out of her and smiled, " Did that hurt? I don't see why, it sure felt good to me."It was the dark haired man's turn next. Before Melaine could relax, he placed his eager cock against her pussy and began rubbing it up and down her tender, pink folds." You like this don'cha, baby!"Melanie groaned helplessly as he plunged into her at full force. He ran his hands over her breasts and played with.