I took my plyers and my silk garrote from their respective evidence bags. Hentai He lit the cigarette, turned his attention back to the restaurant. The engine turned over, the powerful motor purred like a caged lion. I let her log onto her computer, into her bank account. The blood gushed for a moment the just oozed. The whore leaned against the door, her slinky white nightie did little to hide the soft alabaster skin below, her fat elongated nipples, or the light triangle of pubic fur. Look at her muscles.”
The one in the suit dug my wallet out and looked at the ID. Made her comfortable, fluffing up her pillows. Spinning around I flung a foot in her gut. They used to call sluts like this blonde bombshells. It was a standard cruiser, no cage between them and me. I rushed to my motorcycle,
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