“They are a bunch of comedians who every year has to work as something for 24 hours and the production staff plays tons of pranks on them. If they l...augh, they get punished. God, I love these kind of shows,” she giggled and stuffed another spoonful of ice cream into her mouth. My eyes focused on her full, red lips and the desire to claim them with my own, grew stronger.For another 5 minutes, I tried to focus on the show but it just wasn’t to my liking. A smirk found it’s way to my lips when I. He shut the door then turned to look at my nervous figure, I looked at my pink and grey striped slippers. It was Zack. ‘I couldn’t not come,’ he spoke in a deeply touching manner, ‘I know about the thing.’ ‘And you don’t exist,’ I looked at him seriously. I knew this was a dangerous game to play, talking to a man who didn’t exist, a figment of my imagination, a mere hope for something permanent. ‘I’m here to talk about the thing,’ he insisted, ‘you need me.’ ‘I need you to exist,’ I turned. Well she came three times while I watched her soaking those soft silky panties I had taken a pair of her red panties and jacked off in them watching her and talking dirty to her , after we were done we took a shower and I put the red panties in the bathroom hamper they had a big cum stain on them , then Nancy put the ones she had made special for him in on top of the red ones, then we got ready for our guest, Nancy had put on her light pink garter belt black RHT nylons and a sheer pink silky. I looked at Jamal and he got his evil smirk on his face.He nodded at me. The bastard was right, my sweet was willing to do anything for him. I slowly made my way to the bedroom where she had been taken. As I walked in, one of the black body guards was between her legs fucking her hard. Her head was rolled back and her eyes were glazed over. Ana moaned every time the nigger thrust into her…The guy looked at me and he started pounding Ana with long slow hard strokes. He grabbed her by the chin.