Colored lights painted rainbows across the white side of the mansion. The various bushes dotting the dark ground were lit up by carefully placed flood...ights to show off the manicured grounds even at night. Music drifted out through the open doors where a pair of strong men stood, their suit jackets left unbuttoned.Ex-special forces, Abigail appraised. Sidearms with extended clips under their jackets in shoulder harnesses. Possibly fully automatic. Her eyes could see through the darkness. Some. It was rock hard."OK, Melons," he sneered, "here it comes."Ignoring her cries, he inserted his cock into her dry pussy and began to push. Pinned, standing against the wall, the tall brunette could only wriggle in pain as the cock ground, inch by painful inch, into her cunt.Finally, it was fully inserted. Grunting with effort, he started to fuck it in and out of her as she stood against the wall, moaning and crying on the impaling cock.Sharon filmed Stacy for a few moments more as the blonde. My factory workers initially were very sympathetic to my plight and helped me out in every way possible. This one time I was invited by them during Diwali and offered country liquor and I had to refuse as I didn’t think it was right to drink with them. They even went to the extent of introducing a woman to me for sex. According to them she wasn’t a prostitute but would take care of all my household needs including the ones in bed. I had to politely refuse again.Then one day my driver who I had. A character with a handlebar mustache and a purple scarf who I took to be the director was at center-stage under a cloud of cigar smoke."Right here," he yelled at Julia in a startling, near-soprano voice. "The camera's centered on this spot, so keep your dirtiest action in this area, give or take a yard or two."Julia moved into the light beside him and they went into a conference together, with the director patting and stroking either the dog's head or one of her blue boobs--it was hard to tell.
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