For Marc, Lisa's pussy was remarkably tight, confirming for him that Matt's member was not a match for his own. And, the sensation of pushing into Lis...a's cervix was quite another thrill for the black stud. Her cervix opening was tighter still and squeezed Marc's cock hard. Lisa's eyes were tearing, but she did not try to stop Marc from pulling her onto him. "Babe, it will hurt just a little, then you will love it, trust me."She closed her eyes again and moaned, and her beautiful breasts heaved. I found the Big Bosses' area on level 1. It was sadly unoccupied.There were some Medium Bosses around, but no Biggies. The BIG Boss's office was obvious. I searched his paperwork quickly - learning his name, Seth Byrd - looking for "Anderson, Mark" because I wanted to destroy those files. He had several files and drawers, so it took a couple of minutes, but I found nothing. Nor, I realized, had I found my wallet, cellphone, ring and watch. Days ago I had unsuccessfully searched the lower levels. Me unka lund bade hi pyar se chuse ja raha tha unhone meri jockyKe andar pichese hath dala or apani 1ungali meri gand me ghusane lage,meri gand ka hole kafi kasa hua tha.to unhone apani beg se vasline nikali or thoda vaselin lekar mere hole par laga ke ragadane lage.me uttejitHo gaya or lund jor se chusane laga,unhone muze pakada or sidha lita diya.or meri jockey utar di.ab me unke samane pura magar adh nanga soya tha.unhone mere pair uthaye or kandhe par rakhe me jan gya ki abmeriGand. But no, you had to publish on the web. You perverted my story, and set up what you wrote in competition with my own, a dirty, nasty alternate version of my tale. You developed a large, if underground, following. My fans believed in love. Yours believed in - well, I'm not sure what they believed in. But whatever it was, it was dark and nasty. Now who do you think this helped? My side, or Voldemort?"Imogen's answer was to bury her face in her hands."A rhetorical question, of course. The damage.