The pressure continued to mount as the black man pushed further. After a minute, Mike replied. A five-gallon water bottle with its cone top cut off was placed right beneath the girl’s gaping pussy. His body was covered with tattoos of what Astrid believed to be Chinese mythical beasts. She didn’t expect the girl to be able to remember. That was no longer the case. Among the bunch of girl’s uniform were a pink bra, a matching cotton panties, and a mechanical watch her father bought for her on her last birthday. “But I trained girls to be sex slaves. That bitch has no idea that bringing in lawyers mean our money will be bleeding away at court battles and consultation fees.” Astrid rolled her eyes in frustration. Before you know it she’ll be back to your doorstep a well-behaved daughter.”
“Step-daughter.” Astrid corrected. Her lips had a small tear at the right end and the fresh blood told Astrid that the injury was probably caused by Bobby just now. But that bitch wanted it all. Brooklynn was completely drained.
