He was a shark and connected. He would eat these punks alive and spit out their boss. I had saved him from prison when he was accused of raping a youn...g woman. I got her on tape bragging to her boyfriend that they would make a lot of money because the attorney would pay to keep out of jail. It turned out they had set it all up for the money. He had told me to call him anytime I needed help for any reason, so I figured it was time to call him in on these punks. I went to the front room and got. Snarling with rage, Alexandra twisted the firm melons."You miserable, bubble-chested bitch!" she roared. A foam of saliva drooled from between her lips as if she had suddenly turned rabid. She dug her nails even deeper into Tara's breasts, drawing blood and tearing into the sensitive, meaty globes as if she was about to rip them apart with her bare hands. And Tara, the helpless but still brave drug courier, responded the only way she could – by thrashing her head back and forth and screaming. There was not fitting chair in the back room so I sat on an old desk as Mark eventually found the right size. He took his time again, no doubt so that he could continue to look at my cunt which was even more visible to him when I opened my legs even further. I stood up and did a trial walk and when he stood I could see that he had a hard-on. “So, what do you think?” He asked me smiling. I was about to tell him that it appeared that he had a nice dick but then I realized that he was asking about. Your family will become my family, when we get around to it.”“No, John,” Numa insisted, “We will perform that marriage ceremony as soon as Bertha and her girls feel healthy enough to be up to it. Bertha, I leave the timing up to you, in consultation with advice from Sheila as their medicine woman.”“Yes, dear,” said John, cowed by his first wife’s demanding tone.Numa smiled at him and gave him an endearing kiss, then gestured to Bertha, who also kissed him, saying, “Thank you, Chief John.”They.