Believe me...I won’t repeat myself!” He continues to point his weapon at me while he takes my phone out of his pocket. He quickly walks around the back of the chair to take my thumb to unlock my phone titjob with the fingerprint scanner. He walks back up to me and dials my dad. He puts me on speaker continuing to hold the gun at me. Hello? “Hey dad!” -Luke? Everything ok? You’ve been gone for hours. “Yeah...everything is good...sorry for not staying in touch. Uhh...me and Jacob are actually driving up to LA right now. We decided to uhh....visit some friends we made in Mexico during Spring Break.” -You’re on you way to LA? You didn’t mention anything of that to your mom and tittyfucking I. Are you up to no good? “Uhh...no we’re fine. It was a last minute thing....Greg and Ethan are meeting us out there. Had to be uh...last minute because Greg won’t be available the rest of the month because of his job....” My dad just pauses for a moment. -Well...I would really appreciate open communication here between your mom and I. Thanks for letting me know though. I’ll see when you get back. Love you. With that, my dad hangs up, leaving me alone with Violet and her psycho husband for the next few days...without any kind of worry of my whereabouts. “Ahhh....must be great having parents that don’t really worry about your whereabouts and who you spend your time with. You must have had a great time growing up, getting away with a lot of shit...having the ‘time of your life’ all throughout high school and college” Clark tells me. Pissed off, I start to scramble in my chair trying to titty fuck free myself again. “CLARK! YOU SICK FUCK...what do you want from me???” Clark’s face changes to his typical stern expression as he takes his gun and whacks me hard Titfuck in tit fuck the head. Everything goes dark.... ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• I start to regain my consciousness again. Her orgasm(s) came in perfect sync to his as he dumped more cum than he believed he ever had before. This is not what research is about Max. “Old money needs young blood my girl.” Jims uncle Bill always said. They were round and plump, her nipples as dark as her skin. Lavinia stood hands on hips. Melissa Titfuck ground her pussy against Coach Johnson's hungry mouth. There was nothing in the bag but the toys, cuffs, and blindfold. The change had a small price it would seem and the pain was great tittyfucking as he stood. Jim sliced his long fingers faster, and faster, in and out of his titjob daughters swollen cunt. “Exactly, and that’s what I’m going to do for her.” I said. "And then in the afternoon I'll ask Erica over and you can watch me fuck her, tit fuck if you like." That pig cum is expensive and I want to make sure we don't waste any. As titty fuck minute as the differences are if you choose to be boring and boil a story down to its base components, your voice is not the voice of a single story but rather the amalgamation of your stories and all of their voices.