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“I’m sorry. Do you speak English?” she replied, bending at the waist so that her leather jacket fell open and her breasts swayed before her. “Of course. I said that it is dangerous to be alone out here. May I give you a ride somewhere? Perhaps people are expecting you”? “I would lingerie be so grateful.” Janika simpered “So very grateful. I am completely lost, and nobody knows where I am. Please take me with you”. His bright blue eyes ranged up and down her athletic body, underdressed for the autumn winds, and then quickly flickered to the side to confirm that the road was still empty of traffic. “Jump in, Miss,” he said, easily “I am Oscar and it is my pleasure to help”. The door swung open; she unslung her rucksack and climbed in. “We drove for a while, away from the coast and away from the main road and I gave him the story of a foolish and adventurous back-packer alone in his country” Janika told Carissa, stabbing burnt umber ink into her most sensitive skin, disregarding her laboured breathing and trembling thighs. “He concentrated on the road and let me talk, but I know he caught some of the coy, sideways glances I threw at him. I think he understood that he was very nicely put together. Eventually, we drew up outside an abandoned log-cabin in the middle of nowhere, weed-ridden and with moss growing thickly on the roof. For the first time, he seemed unsure of himself, so I smiled sweetly and suggested that we go inside”. The interior of the cabin was pitch-black and there was a strange, sweet odour partly masked by the smell of rotten wood and neglect. Janika stood just inside the doorway while Oscar struck a match babe and lit Big Tits a paraffin lamp. As its light began to spread across the room he stepped quickly back to shut and bar the door behind her. She looked around slowly. Holly and ivy sprouted thickly through the only window and damp paper was peeling from the walls. As her eyes adjusted to the gloom she began to make out shapes in the darkness. A battered armchair, losing its horsehair stuffing and festooned with coils of rope, stood in the middle of the room. The bare floorboards around it were stained with dark spatters. A bare mattress lay behind it, also discoloured with red-brown smears. What might have been a collection of blonde and ginger wigs in various lengths and styles were scattered over and around it. On the table beside the lamp sat a car battery with a collection of crocodile clips and wires and what looked like a small cattle-prod. There was also a gleaming machete and a scattering of photographs. Janika felt his eyes burning into the back of her neck as she went over and began to flick through them. They showed the humiliation and torture of six different young women - pleading or screaming in agony, stripped and bound and tormented mercilessly. Hearing movement she stole a glance over her shoulder and saw him positioning an automatic camera on a tripod. She hurriedly turned her attention back to the pictures. They were arranged in sequences each of which ended with the victim’s naked corpse either beheaded or garrotted but always scalped, abandoned in some secluded place to be discovered by a horrified passer-by the next day. He set the timer on the camera and stepped up close behind her to watch over her shoulder as she spread the pictures out, a wordless and menacing presence that thrilled her to the core. With a wriggle of her soft shoulders she slipped out of her jacket and, without ever taking her eyes from the vivid snuff laid out before her, hitched masturbation her thumbs into her waistband to lose her skirt and knickers with a wriggle of her amateur hips. This is sexy as hell. OH FUCK, I’M CUMMING ON YOUR COCK SO HARD,” she says as I feel her body spasm on my Big Tits cock. “Oh, Daddy, yes!” moaned Becky, massaging her big boobs. Tina walked me to the exit. Meanwhile at the local hospital, Danny was undergoing tests to determine if he had any serious injuries. Yes. “You felt freer to look?” "OH YEA, BITE ME!" she encouraged, "SQEEZE 'EM, PINCH 'EM, PULL ON 'EM" she begged as the men nibbled on her masturbation nips and fingered her holes. She nodded her head ever so slightly and said without sound "it's okay". Maybe I knew then that corruption would be the end of power, and therefore, the end of society. I thought about then shook my head. “Can I do the next one?” Alfie asked, I lay on the bed and looked at the men and panted, "Anyone want seconds?" I couldn't look at her. The girls were all safe and sound, and home happily. “I have many questions, Your Holiness.” Bianca muttered, the trace of a purr sliding from her full lips. His babe cock slid out and back into her and she bit her lip even harder as it slowly reamed her. I want to love her. She took a deep breath, toyed with her lip some more and then she opened her bedroom door. Dani’s tits were the biggest surprise to Jake, she normally wore baggier shirts, and Jake had not really gotten a good look at them at school. “So… what would the two of you have been doing then, supposedly?”, Diego then wondered. lingerie He added a small amount of pressure and waited for her approval. Riya blushed and amateur was silent for few minutes. But of course I wasn’t.*** "So put it some where warm and wet." "Okay, now that it's out there, let's talk about it."