I can get the word out. I know lots of wealthy old perverts. Set up a time and place. Make sure she gets the most money for that pretty little pussy. Things like that.” “How wealthy? How much money are we talking about?” “How about five years average wages?” “Five...Five years?” “At least, Volka. At least.” The family was nearly moved in when Avan returned to their new dwelling. He told Verity all that Topete had said and her eyes flashed with approval. A week later, the arrangements had been started. Topete led Verity and Avan to a large theatre that catered to strippers, orgies, and back room dalliances. One of its larger rooms had a carpeted runway that coursed halfway into seating for over 100 people, but today, there would only be 21 indian of Incestia’s wealthiest hedonists. “Are you nervous, Verity?” Avan asked as they waited backstage. The girl laughed. “Why would I be nervous? My footsteps echoed through the hallways. She kissed me hard, her tongue thrusting into my mouth. “Now, get the fuck out.” The next time I see you on AOL and tell you to get over here you know what to do, right?” “Everything okay?” OW!” Then it burst, huge spurts of cum flying toward the intimacy of her womb, filling her raped pussy until it was a hopelessly sticky mess. I'm Aurora, his sex slave!” It hurted as hell but i couldnt ended my thought, cuz he pounted my ass that hard. Which led to another jerk and cum before I went to sleep. I get more and more proud of him as indian he continues to mature. "See? In yet another room there were three women.