I’m sure these are gonna sell out faster than turkeys on thanksgiving.”
“Get up slut, we want you to read something,” another biker said, grabbing Hannah’s arm and pulling her to a nearby table. XXX “What the fuck is this?” The biker demanded, as he held a steel cane and pointed it at several stains of cum on the floor. Although it was nowhere near the size of Big Joe’s or Tank’s, it still filled her mouth completely and tasted awful. I’m sorry!! The hook connecting the leather cuffs to the ceiling trembled and threatened to break as Hannah jerked feverishly at her restraints. “You’re gonna need them for these fellas. “How much for a fuck?” The fiend demanded.
