For the first time in her previously narcissistic life, Miranda Hughes was under a man's thumb, and she loved it: she loved every hot, messy, nasty, f...ucking moment of it!Before Miranda knew it, she was pushing back as hard as she could against Lucian, violently thrusting her hips toward him in a desperate attempt to get even more of him inside her, if at all possible. He had bottomed out so completely inside her that she felt impaled already, but she was only worried about not being fucked hard. Cardinals scrambled over each other to snort lines of Columbian marching powder out of Geraldine’s arse crack, lick speed from Melissa thighs, suck pink pills from Emma’s white panties, or bite blue ones from Tori’s boot.Once the infernally enhanced drugs kicked in, blood flowed downwards to places where, in some cases, it had not been for decades. The women put their mouths to work on the resulting bulges, sending hymns of lust and depravity up to the figures painted on the ceiling.The chapel. He broke his leg in the process, an' I had to shoot him. I really hated to do that—he was a damned nice hoss. Oops, please excuse me my language." Don't worry about the language, Alan. I have been known to use such words, myself, on occasion. Well ... Pretty often, if the truth be known. Oh, and please call me Kitty, since we are what might be called partners in crime."I offered to take Alan all the way to Austin, since it was really not out of my way all that much. He agreed, so we spent the. She had taken up roller skating which was her sport of choice from when she was single and participated every Tuesday and Friday nights. Of course, she expected that I would stay home looking after the k**s which suited me as I despised roller skating. She was always at least an hour late coming home. She insisted that she and the girls always stopped behind to have a coffee and to help the manager cleanup for the late session. Each time she came home she went straight to the bathroom and took.