I know if I got serious and married him, we would have to stay and live here. Jar, I want you to be my maid or matron of honor.”I grinned. “That�...�s your position for me, Ange.”We hugged. I said, “However, we need to get dressed. Fancy is what the men are expecting.”She smiled at me. “All eyes will be on you, the new Duchess of Meuse. You and Jam are heroes here.”“I know one pair of eyes that will be on you, Ange. Roger will watch your every move. He has been doing that since you two met.” I. We agreed to meet him in a bar downtown the next Friday. She laughed…When Friday arrived, Anita was ready for meeting her black bull.We got to the bar earlier than Andre and we took some tequila shots. After the fifth round, I was done. Anita was slurring her words when the black guy came in. He immediately saw that we had abused so badly of those tequilas…Ana told him she was ready to get fucked. Andre just smiled and said he had a room around the corner.She whispered in my ear that she could. ? Julia suddenly realised what was about to happen, but before she could protestor twist her face to avoid it Geraldine clamped her thighs tightly on eitherside and lowered her mass of black, curly glistening hair onto Julia's face.Geraldine gently rocked backwards and forwards to settle her pussy into positionon Julia's mouth, and then, to further encourage the reluctant girl, twistedone of her nipples viciously. ?I want to feel your tongue, little one, or I'll twist harder next time. Ohyes,. “Please,” she whined, her eyes welling up with tears. They weren’t necessarily fake tears, but they were certainly forced and on command, “you have to let me go. I can’t be here. I want to go home.” He felt tears well up in his eyes. Here was this innocent child that he was an accomplice to the kidnapping of. The torture. The rape. He had already felt close to releasing her, and now she was looking up at him with those broken eyes and he couldn’t help but feel sorry for her. His.