“Not personally, but with the assistance of a willing assistant I believe I can,” I assured her, “But it’s late and you have fifty pounds to earn. Xx video …”
“Please, don’t hurt me.” she asked, “Give me a moment.” she asked as she dipped her finger into her pink slit, down among the blonde curls, exciting herself, “All right,” she agreed as she lay back accepting her fate. “I could have lost this through your lies.” I told her as I ushered her inside, “Fetch Madams bags Perkins,” I suggested. “Mary,” I repeated, “You put me through six months of hell, Jessica called off our engagement, I suppose you know that, and our legal bill is near a quarter of a million pounds.”
“Well mine’s not chicken feed.” she snapped.




















