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Mandy and Cassie were standing in the middle of the room and Tony was talking to a large indian group of men. “When did this happen?” Beatrice asked. “Last weekend.” Mandy answered. “Why didn’t you call me sooner?” Beatrice said, her voice rising. “I made that decision baby. I wasn’t sure you were ready. Mandy eventually changed my mind and that is when we reached out to you. I am sorry if I waited too long but I will take that on me.” The man said. Beatrice sat down on the soft chair. Her body was humming with anger, she could feel the power waiting, ready to explode. She took a long deep breath. Mister J worked with her on that so many times. He knew she would have to fight her anger as well as her opponents. He trained her to use it and focus it as she needed. She smiled as she realized this was more power than she had felt in a long time in her short life. “Daddy, it is ok. You made the best call you could. Show me the rest.” Beatrice said. I looked up from the floor and Tony was standing over vintage me. His cock was hanging in front of my face, dripping cum onto my living room carpet. How did I get here? His right arm swung and caught the left side of my face. My cheek exploded with pain as I fell hard against the couch. He knelt down and grabbed my hair, pulling my face close to his. “Cunt, you have disappointed me Hardcore greatly. I had such high hopes for you. We were going to be a great team. I noticed Emma say something into Emily's ear. Max got on his knees between my legs and started sucking my cock again. Her mind racing, half wanting the egg inside her aching pussy but she didnt know how much more she could take. “Well, that was fun. The sheath below his belly began to expand and a monstrous equine cock slipped forth. I think she likes sex, at least she makes it seem like it. DON'T KNOCK JUST COME ON IN" that got me curious, "don't knock?" Standing 5’8”, vintage she was a gorgeous indian specimen of innocent beauty and had a checklist of boyfriends. While I was there, I was planning my move.� I placed a couple of fingers in my already wet pussy to be able to give Nick a taste of what his dessert will be. “Pita,” I groaned, stunned by what just happened. They stepped Hardcore into the area by the pool equipment shed where they were out of our sight. On the way, he grabbed a kitchen chair. "We'd better dress and have a snack.