His hands ripping her t-shirt from her shoulders her big melons bouncing free again, Diora's hand rising in reflex to shield them. "Its pointless figh...ing," he said dispassionately," you are all now my captives, my sex slaves no?" It was more a statement rather than question."Just accept your mine bitch," he snapped as Diora's hands swiped and missed his face; his charming eastern manner now long gone, a more detached sinister intent in its place.He was naked a mountain of muscles in his big. ........ BEN-EE!!” he called his sister by the nickname he knew she hated. “ What?!” Benja shouted, coming into the laundry room angrily. “ I can't find anything.” “ Did you look?” She put her hands on her hips. He watched her breast bounce in her shirt as she did, smiling to himself. Soon, those would be his. “ Yeah.” He answered. “ The detergent is up here.” Benja reached her body up, balancing an arm on the washer to a cabinet over them getting a new bottle of detergent. Remy was taken. More

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