They didn’t dry. I'll put them in the drier if you want … didn’t want to wake you up.” Carl sniffed at the coffee before taking a quick gulp. ...It hit his taste buds hard. “Damn, Ceese, you shoulda told me you was like this. I would have moved in with you when I first met you. I ain’t even met a bitch that runs around after me like this.” Cesar smiled by half, and shrugged the comment off quickly, “It's cool, ese. It ain’t you. Just another thing you learn quick with five brothers. Well, it was. It was very quiet the next morning in the New House of Joy, as a very subdued group of the staff and even fewer especially favoured customers were discussing Martha's death from a heart attack the night before. Although all the nicest things were being said, and everyone was being sympathetic, nevertheless everyone had their own little schemes and thoughts about how they could best profit from Martha's death. As was now almost a tradition on Csadia, the New House of Joy was the neutral ground. . yes, yes, yes Adam... just stop acting this way. Yes, anything, yes"***The backhanded slap had knocked her out cold. Her head was still fuzzy at the edges, but she now knew what was happening. And where she was. When was the last time she had been in this cellar?He had made some adaptations, to put it mildly. She was in stocks - improvised from a workbench and too tight around her neck and wrists. She was facing the walk-in cupboard, so the main cellar door was to her right. There was. Deeply disturbed yet highly aroused, my bodily involuntarily swings its hips to meet him as his cock crashes into me again and again. He suddenly pulls out and grabs my body aggressively, pulling me up and pushing me over onto my stomach, firmly instructing me to get on all fours. He spanks my ass hard and props it up into the air. Squatting over my back he enters my cunt from behind. He humps my ass fast and hard, grunting and groaning as pumps his cock in and out. His hands reach under,.