He walked into the kitchen and pressed a button on an intercom-device. Xxnx ——————————————————-
Darceline woke up on the couch, her throat sore. When the food was done and eaten, she set her alarm for 8:30 and took a long nap, hoping she’d be able to sleep enough to be food for the street, another disgusting drug addict, fucking for money… He was suddenly very embarassed, and looked down, waiting to be served. Are you excited to go sell your disgusting body?” he growled, pinching her thigh hard. “Maria, I’d like dinner now. A nice lean steak and some macaroni salad, with a super baked potato, sour cream and all that. Darceline quickly scampered out of the room, still naked, and laid down, closing her eyes. She moved to her other nipple, licking her finger before repeating the process.
