The fact that Jane Goodnight had been killed there earlier didn’t surprise me all that much. If the murderer was going to continue doing his busines...s in Helena — and obviously he was — there were only the three whorehouses.I had left to go back to our hotel around six in the morning. It was still dark in the middle of January and maybe I should have stayed longer. No, obviously I should have. The other working girls were still asleep and so was Patcheye. So no one heard or saw anything. Other. . Oh gosh... Did Maggie..." Yeah, about a year ago." How could that happen?" It began between Christmas and New Year. Maggie and I were having dinner at the club and all of a sudden she asked me if I liked having a dick." What kind of a question is that?" Well, yeah. That's what I said. Of course I like having a dick. Then she asked me, if I didn't have one, would I want to grow one?" That's even weirder." I know, but I had to say yes. So then Maggie says she feels the same way. She doesn't. Namrata stood beside Ahana’s legs, whipping the shit out of the poor cunt as Mahesh sawed in and out of the cunt. The result was that every time a blow landed on her ass, Ahana involuntarily jerked forward, which helped Mahesh pull her into his groin. I didn’t like being a passive bystander to this historic moment when my bitch ex was being broken by her victim and co-conspirator turned enemy. Going to the bdsm box, I took out the nipple clamps and some weights. Going back to underneath her. I licked, gathering the delight of her tangy musk on my lips. I shuddered, reveling in that wonder. She tasted so good on my mouth. I wiggled my hips, my cream flowing down my thighs and aching clit-dick.I fluttered my tongue into her depths and drank her tangy juices. I rubbed my nose into her cute clit, breathing in her intoxicating musk. Her lithe stomach flexed and her round breasts jiggled, the amulet nestled between her tits. She whimpered in delight as she humped against me.“Oh, Ealaín,.