“Even this fuck pig doesn’t want her ass-juice in her mouth” she thought as she tried to scramble off of the back of the sofa. Xxnx While she was focused on the ass-banging she was getting , she didn’t notice the man kneeling in front of her until he grabbed her hair. Brad must have read her mind as he began reading his work to himself, chuckling. She tried to look around the blindfold as she heard footsteps on the porch, lots of footsteps…
“Well, lookie here” one of the men said as he entered the living room, “he wasn’t kidding”. She felt some rope around her wrists and still heard nothing, she started to panic. She gasped as the words sunk in, she gasped again as Brad produced a fine tip magic marker and began to read aloud what he was writing on her ribs “Suck
