“Fuck maaaaaan!!” . XXX … Delilah came up the steps to the front door, side-stepping Derek, opened the door and entered the house, inviting Derek to join her to wait for her Grandfather. Derek had broken down his list of questions as he approached the witness’s home. He heard laughter and grunts around him . . . . . . . … right down into his throat . … He realized someone’s cock was buried in his mouth . . … Delilah came back from the kitchen holding 2 glasses of tea, handed one to Derek and pointed at the couch for him to sit down. Derek was tied to the four legs of an old wooden table just big enough for his ass to be at one side and his head to be resting at the end of the other side.




















