A long hunted preyThe torture continued unabated. He got more and more distracted by his growing fantasies, fighting the images they sent him at first..., but slowly he began breaking down. Eventually he had surrendered to them, welcoming the images and screams and pleasures they sent dancing around in his head and the glimpses of his daughters naked flesh they displayed. He couldn't tell what day he had decided his and her fate. One day he just left work early and drove to the 24-seven pharmacy. Uske jane ke bad mai aur vandna bate karne lage usne mujhse puchha ki mai vipin ko kaise janti hu to maine kah diya ki wo mera collage friend hai aur isi shaher me rahta hai to kabhi labhi milne aa jata hai. Vandna mujhe boli ki kya wo mera bhi friend banega? To mai samajh gai ki vandna bhi meri hi tarah extra afairs chahti hai to mai puchha ki tum kya karogi usse dosti karke?To vandna frank ho gai aur apne bare me batane lagi ki sameer uske collage ka friend tha jisse wo pyar nahi karti thi. If she was going to cum for the crowd, it was going to be stratospheric.At one point, Mick pushed Dara to her knees, her raw red butt cheeks and clear glass monster plug right in the voyeurs’ drooling faces. And though his cock hardly needed the attention (it was at full mast and dripping as much as her taunted cunt was), he gave the cam whores a brief hair-fisting, face-fuck show. As he did, he whispered to her, “They’re watching this and cumming all over themselves. They wish they had a hot. His friend Danny had warned him the night before that he had seen the pair of them emerge from a downtown hotel where Danny was being interviewed for a better paid and more varied cameraman job with a film studio, rather than his current one working in video tape. He recognised Bull Donald first, who arrogantly made little attempt at disguising himself as he emerged from the elevator; the lady with him was a different matter, wearing a scarf to hide her hair and giant dark glasses to obscure.