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“Thank you, sir. Clara will remain in your care for the next five days, to be abused as you see fit, and is then to be cast upon the street to make her way in the world alone. I shall have my house back Clara.” “No!” Screamed Clara lunging for the door. Maisie pulled her to the floor, and the muscular Jack Glass threw her roughly back on the bed and held her down. “Maisie works for me now.” Smiled Elizabeth. “I regret that I must now take your leave gentlemen. Brunette Oh, and Georgette. Your betrothed Albert is a wonderful fuck for a young man. He will make you very happy.” Georgette smiled at her mother. Her mother had often told her that she would instruct her future husband in the ways of love herself, to make her wedding night more pleasurable, and she was pleased that it had happened. Acknowledging her daughters smile, Elizabeth strode from amateur the room with her maid Maisie, in tow. The End Note none of the names used here are genuine but you can probably work out who they are... The trial Me and Al had nothing better to do so we went down Weatherfield Assizes where they had the trial of the Weatherfield eight going on. The Judge looked a right twat with a grey wig looking like it were full of dust and girl robes like something out of King Dick three by Will Shakespeare what we done for the end of term play at Weatherfield comp years ago. Angie one of the local tarts was giving evidence. She usually worked viaduct street from the Wethy Arms to Timothy Whites. Peroxide blonde, top heavy, nice legs shame about the face type, dressed like Mother Theresa very near, must have been down Oxfam because I never seen her without a Miniskirt and fishnets before though the twin set still couldn’t keep her rack under control. “Order in Court,” the judge bellows. To be honest I was dreaming about having a few bevvies later and looking at Angies tits and weren’t taking much notice of what pussy was going on until then. People were laughing. “Mr Mollineaux, may I masturbating remind you that you act for the prosecution?” the Judge bellowed at the weasley git doing the prosecuting. “Yes your honour, may I continue?” the weasley git asked. “The witnesses sexual history has no bearing upon this case Mr Mollineaux,” the Judge continued. Sexual history, bloody hell this could take hours I thought. “Yes your Honour,” Mollineaux replied, “May I proceed?” The Judge nodded. Mollneaux was a waste of space, he was being chucked round like a rag doll in a pit blonde bull’s gob by the defence. The “Eight” though there was actually fourteen of them, paid some fancy London lawyer a bloody fortune to defend them, and they must have been wondering why they bothered as Mollineaux continued to fuck up the prosecution case. “Miss A,” he asked “Is it not the case that you are a horny little bitch who fucks all comers just to get some relief?” He had to call her “Miss A” to give her an “Onimity,” Julie arrived back a couple of minutes later. From the table Mickey selected a tiny pink vibrator and pussy large purple dildo that was ribbed all along the sides. Once again her hand slipped girl down to the back of my neck and she leaned in close to my ear. I want to make her breakfast in the morning and cook her dinner as she creates her beautiful works of art. “And left here for me.” “Hyperbole. She squealed into Gretchen's pussy as I buried to the hilt in her asshole. She took a deep breath and then began to kiss and lick the entire length of my shaft, "I hope I can fit this in my mouth." “Even sooner,” said George, “I'm taking that out of your pay. Taking the hint masturbating Yeong rolled on top of Brandon and straddled his belly, his cock curving up just behind her ass, pointed skywards in throbbing anticipation. He reached for his sister and pulled her to him to assure her she didn’t have to be afraid anymore. It was so sweet and tender. I deleted the relationship entirely, erasing this casual connection from ever having occurred. To start off Brunette with I blonde managed to stay amateur near the middle of the road, but as time went on I found myself getting very close to the crowd.