“Beatrice, this is Joe, he is my foreman and my right-hand man.” Tony said. Beatrice smiled at the man as she noticed the bulge under his shirt, shoulder holster, left shoulder, right-handed. The man smiled back at her, but all Beatrice could see was the animal that punched Cassie repeatedly while he gave her to his whole crew all night long. She felt the power surge within her, her muscles and mind feeding off the anger. “Beatrice, this is Jimmy. He works in our front office.” Tony said and motioned to the other man at the table. Beatrice looked at this man and saw softness. He was large as most of the guys in here, but he was not a problem for her at all. In fact, she figured he wouldn’t even get out of his chair. She smiled at him and then looked back to Tony. “So, Beatrice, what brings you in here looking so scrumptious tonight?” Tony said. Beatrice saw it in his eyes, asian the lust, she could almost see inside his head. He was thinking of bending her over the table and drilling her from behind. She saw him swallow and knew she was right, she could almost hear his cock hardening. This was getting indian easier and easier. She placed her glass on the table. “Well, Tony, I have a friend who is in a little bit of trouble and I was hoping you would be able to shed some light on her situation.” Beatrice said sweetly. “Certainly honey, I would be happy to help. Who is your friend?” Tony said. “She is a local high school student. Her name is Cassie.” Beatrice said, looking Tony straight in the eyes. Beatrice saw Tony flinch and she watched his face turn slightly, the pleasantness all but gone. “Yes, she has done a little work for me lately. What is going on?” Tony said. “Yes, I am aware she was at your Christmas party, but I was really interested in what happened at the Bachelor party and then a couple of nights ago right here in this bar.” She said, looking him right in the eyes. “Beatrice, I have to admit those two events got a little out of hand, but she was fine when I last saw her.” Tony said. “Yes, when she left here she was fine and dandy.” The man with the shoulder holster said with a chuckle. Beatrice turned to him and she saw him place the broken cue stick on the table, rolling it slowly amateur under his right hand. She saw the broken end and saw the image of Cassie lying on the pool table with that exact stick embedded in her young body. “Really? So I saw her just recently and she did not look fine and dandy.” Beatrice said to the man and then turned to Tony. “I really don’t know what could have happened to her honey, is she alright?” Tony said, adding concern in his voice. Fill her with cum, then I can lick her clean.” She moved a quarter way down. I noticed Becky standing up at her table, her jaw dropped. “Good slut.” He cooed before giving her a demeaning smack on the ass "Please, I'll do what you want," she whimpered. It was just vaguely interesting to him to find out that Janet watched her brother jacking off. Jack then grabbed the gag and unhooked it from behind her head. “Does it matter anyway?” This led to my asserting my dominance a lot more after our fights. “Mike, Dad, lover”, how should I call you? A few minutes indian later, the shower turned on and out of my I caught Ash coming into the kitchen. Mike next nervously unbuttoned her blouse and slipped it off her shoulders. “Hun, we will be carrying some amateur dignitaries, VIPs, asian and other people who need protection. You better be on the lookout for your next instructions, and if I hear any more whining out of you, I’ll make sure you regret it. My hips wiggled which rubbed my clit across Ji-Yun's lips. Sliding over those small, but rock-hard nipples. Julie and Sarah had gone back into the cubicle and Julie removed her clothing before calling the shop assistant in. A female voice behind him said startling him. She fell to her knees in worship. She took a sip from her glass and reflected on how her words effected me. I haven’t suggested we do anything at all.” May sang in a mock innocent voice. While this is happening, I’ve been tasting her insides with greedy hunger. I-it is my Moms wedding dress and Lynne carefully took it from the box and Cheryl said it looks brand new. There was an inaudible answer. Gently she twisted her arm, wrenching her panty-wrapped fist in a heavenly rotation inside my steamy twat. “Mhmmm” was all she could muster. She had left her car in the motel lot, it was fine there. The look on his face was resigned disappointment. “Good.” Smiled Ginny.