I did not mean to do that. It was obviously too little and you took offense. I don't blame you at all. Who would really want to see pictures of themse...ves fucking that disgusting pig for ten grand? Twenty grand is what I will pay. Cash on the barrel head." Franklin added.Pierce just looked at him and shook his head and started to walk back to his open garage. Franklin followed and then got in front of him stopping Pierce's walking."Thirty man; you can have thirty." Franklin said.Now Pierce was. Peter stood next to Steve, a gun in his hand, though he seemed more interested in using it as a club. The other man, the one from the mall, was leaning on the work table, his arms crossed over his chest. All of the men looked up when Gwen started walking down the stairs, her five inch heels making her step carefully and look like she was strutting for them. Little did they know she was walking carefully for fear that the bulky satellite telephone crammed into the back of her fishnet tights. And minus the few naps she managed. It wasn't easy to sleep knowing how helpless she was, and the very real danger she was in -- to say nothing of the imagined dangers and punishments she was able to conjure up from a fearful and shocked subconscious mind. She woke from the few periods of sleep in a cold sweat, fighting off nightmares in which intangible things were performing invisible but nonetheless frightening acts which seemed to threaten her sanity.When Paul finally led her from the room,. " I let HER kiss me again, her juices all over my face. She kisses all over my face. Giggle. "Yes, I am."Another thing she is – primed. I watch for a sign. After the previous conversation, maybe she wants me on top, possessing her. I feel her hand push me onto my back. No. I guess not.She wants to ride. I'm good with it. She's in control. She knows her second orgasm is there, all she has to do is get it. For her that means sliding back and forth, rubbing her nubbin of a clit on the base of my.