There was no substance to the claim but it attracted cash-strapped family people and the truly frugal.Ramsay Re-Usables had been founded by Patrick Ma...honey whose family had been among the original settlers who had named the town Dublin after their former capital city. A descendant, Peter Mahoney had recently returned but he had no interest, financial or other wise, in the company his predecessors had founded. He was however Robert Ramsay's attorney.The woman, actually not much more that a girl. As I licked her I inserted a finger and even though she was very tight, I had no trouble entering her. I was so excited and now I desperately wanted to cum.My peripheral vision allowed me to observe Amy and Kellie. They both had their hands between their legs and were absent mindedly rubbing themselves. Honey, I really want you to suck on me again. Let me show you something I really like. I can lick you at the same time you're licking me. I had Jenny sit up and turn so that she was straddling. My hand was resting comfortably on one of her perfect breasts. She squeezed it gently and said, "But the important opinion isn't mine. It's yours."I gently bit her shoulder to get her attention and then responded, "Don't you ever say that again! Your opinion is always going to be my primary concern. You are my total equal in this relationship and don't you fucking forget it!"She quickly replied, "Yes, sir! Whatever you say, sir!"I nipped at her ear lobe and growled, "Sarcastic bitch!"Then I. Grabbing her chains she smiled inwardly and slowly tapped her shackles against the iron bars of her cage. Harder and harder, faster and faster she struck the bars which kept her locked in place. “Oi! Knock it of you stupid bitch! Don’t matter how much ye bang that iron aint nothing nor no one gonna come savin’ yer sorry hide from slavery!” She chuckled and kept at it, aware that this was luring something terrible ever closer. And that’s when they all heard it. A loud blood churning cry of.