Nell3dx
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A great scene with me where get to fuck all the people who betAnd what would you like for winning that wager?
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A great scene with me where get to fuck all the people who bet
If I was working with a full size keyboard Instead of my phone I would take you up on that right now.
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If I was working with a full size keyboard Instead of my phone I would take you up on that right now.
Poppycock. I do it all from my phone all day everyday.
Nell3dx
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Thank youDon't be silly. I want her however I can get her.
If I was working with a full size keyboard Instead of my phone I would take you up on that right now.
rain check for the next time were available sweetie
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*hugs Nell back* how did your day go?
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Poppycock. I do it all from my phone all day everyday.
You obviously have more talented fingers than I do.
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You obviously have more talented fingers than I do.
Ooohhh..I bet your fingers are plenty talented....
Nell3dx
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wonderful sunny day and you how was your dream?
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I don't remember. Funny how that works. I guess I slept well then.
@Playful: I guess we'll never know.
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I'm sure it will be perfect on my bosy
Well you certainly make a girl want to put forth her best effort.
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wow we have (((nell))) and (((PL1))) teasing the hell out of the lounge today.
Hi warl0ck!
A little teasing does everyone some good, right? Just that much better in the end...so to speak.
Nell3dx
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Well you certainly make a girl want to put forth her best effort.
wow we have (((nell))) and (((PL1))) teasing the hell out of the lounge today.
yes and we assume
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it is back to the grind for me as well. Not even the good kind damn it.
((Nell))((pervy))((dram))((warl0ck))
((Nell))((pervy))((dram))((warl0ck))
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The Biker
Part Five
Nell began to nudge repeatedly against my yOni, making me cum countless times whilst moaning and licking on my aroused clit. She started to say those dirty words in french with bated breath and I could feel Twist pounding into her has he held onto my ankles. Suddenly, it all stopped. My eyes were already fixed upon the ceiling enjoying the waves upon waves of pleasure. Nell was not there anymore.
I leaned up on my arms to see Nell standing against the wall and a strange man with a hand gun at Twist’s temple, his arm around him, holding him across his chest. “Hello Miss. Sorry to have spoiled both yaw fun.” The man grinned, his face wrinkled and weathered. I looked across the lounge and noticed two other men, one hispanic and the other black, both holding sawn off shot guns.
Right away I knew that Twist had been raided, for what reason was a mystery. The man’s grip on Twist tightened. “We kind of dropped in unexpectedly didn’t we Twist?” the man growled into Twist’s ear, pushing the hand gun harder to his head. “I told ya’ we would find ya’ one day. No man runs from us for too long.” The grip alone was hurting Twist, his hands gripped against the man’s arm. He was restrained and defenceless, the hand gun obviously being the major threat.
Twist knew these men and what they were capable of. I slipped down slowly from the table, keeping my eyes on those other two. They just looked at both Nell and I with perverted grins on their faces. “Looks like you two ladies are joining us for a ride.” The man said. He let Twist free and pushed him towards me, pointing the gun. Then he grabbed Nell by the arm and pushed her towards us. The three of us naked and all of us scared and wondering what was going to happen next.
“You fuckers took your time finding me. Not that quick. What is it now? Almost five years?” Twist said. The man just laughed and looked at his two henchmen.
“You had better shut the fuck up or yaw gonna have no cock or balls.” He pointed the gun at Twist’s genitals. “Won’t be the only fucker I’ve castrated with a bullet. And these two lovely ladies?” The man began to grin again with that ugly stare in our direction, “I’m sure they would enjoy a good rape before we shot and buried them.”
Twist wanted to say more in return with anger, but Nell held onto his arm and shook her head, reassuring him it was in all of our best interests to remain calm. I knew this was part of what Twist was hiding from. Whatever trouble he was in, it was serious and these men meant business.
They did not even give us the time to shower or wash. The hispanic went through our purses taking all of the dollar bills he could find. We dressed has we came, feeling sticky and dirty. They obviously did not care about our dignity. Under gun point we were led out of the apartment into the snowy street. The snow was heavy and there was a battered grey truck parked on the pavement. The two men slid open the side door and forced us inside, joining us in the cold darkness, and Nell and I snuggled up together to keep ourselves warm. Twist was made to sit next to the man in the front, beside the driver’s seat, his wrists tied with strong plastic twine.
By that time it was late at night. The van moved erratically as it turned every corner at speed, sliding on the icy roads. After a while the journey settled down has we left the city on some freeway, not knowing where we were heading. Suddenly, Nell gave a scream and swore at one of the men. He chanced touching her somewhere private. “OK bitch, cool it. I thought you two were whores.” The voice of the black man shouted in return with a clear New Yorker's streetwise accent.
“Where are you taking us?” I asked.
“I don’t even know that myself. The boss, he’s crazy. We just do what he tells us.”
“Why? Why do you follow him knowing he’s mad?"
“Because that’s what we do babe. No questions asked, OK? Are you two friends of this guy Twist?”
“Yes, kind of friends.” Nell replied. “And you are idiots for being with the mad man. Why so scared of him?”
“Hold on babe. We ain’t scared of nobody.”
“Looks convincing to me. Is he some kind of god to you two?” I asked. I could hear him suck his teeth in anger or was it frustration in the darkness? There was no reply. And the hispanic remained silent all of the time. I tried to speak what little Mexican I knew to him, asking what he thought. Or, atleast I thought I was.
“He can’t answer you.” The other man replied. “His tongue is missing. The boss had it cut out years ago for telling the wrong people too much business. It’s left him dumb and a little insane. Traumatised you might say.”
“Your boss is completely mad!” Nell shouted, loud enough for the boss to hear.
“Yaw dead right my pretty thing. Shut the fuck up or I might do something ya’ll regret. Starting with yaw boy friend Mister Twisty here.” He started laughing and then began singing out loud. Some southern country song we could not recognise. Nell and I cuddled up to each other for security and comfort. Neither of us expecting to be dragged into this unforeseen situation. A night of amazing sex turning into a kidnapping of all three of us, heading somewhere unknown.
To Be Continued...
Part Five
Nell began to nudge repeatedly against my yOni, making me cum countless times whilst moaning and licking on my aroused clit. She started to say those dirty words in french with bated breath and I could feel Twist pounding into her has he held onto my ankles. Suddenly, it all stopped. My eyes were already fixed upon the ceiling enjoying the waves upon waves of pleasure. Nell was not there anymore.
I leaned up on my arms to see Nell standing against the wall and a strange man with a hand gun at Twist’s temple, his arm around him, holding him across his chest. “Hello Miss. Sorry to have spoiled both yaw fun.” The man grinned, his face wrinkled and weathered. I looked across the lounge and noticed two other men, one hispanic and the other black, both holding sawn off shot guns.
Right away I knew that Twist had been raided, for what reason was a mystery. The man’s grip on Twist tightened. “We kind of dropped in unexpectedly didn’t we Twist?” the man growled into Twist’s ear, pushing the hand gun harder to his head. “I told ya’ we would find ya’ one day. No man runs from us for too long.” The grip alone was hurting Twist, his hands gripped against the man’s arm. He was restrained and defenceless, the hand gun obviously being the major threat.
Twist knew these men and what they were capable of. I slipped down slowly from the table, keeping my eyes on those other two. They just looked at both Nell and I with perverted grins on their faces. “Looks like you two ladies are joining us for a ride.” The man said. He let Twist free and pushed him towards me, pointing the gun. Then he grabbed Nell by the arm and pushed her towards us. The three of us naked and all of us scared and wondering what was going to happen next.
“You fuckers took your time finding me. Not that quick. What is it now? Almost five years?” Twist said. The man just laughed and looked at his two henchmen.
“You had better shut the fuck up or yaw gonna have no cock or balls.” He pointed the gun at Twist’s genitals. “Won’t be the only fucker I’ve castrated with a bullet. And these two lovely ladies?” The man began to grin again with that ugly stare in our direction, “I’m sure they would enjoy a good rape before we shot and buried them.”
Twist wanted to say more in return with anger, but Nell held onto his arm and shook her head, reassuring him it was in all of our best interests to remain calm. I knew this was part of what Twist was hiding from. Whatever trouble he was in, it was serious and these men meant business.
They did not even give us the time to shower or wash. The hispanic went through our purses taking all of the dollar bills he could find. We dressed has we came, feeling sticky and dirty. They obviously did not care about our dignity. Under gun point we were led out of the apartment into the snowy street. The snow was heavy and there was a battered grey truck parked on the pavement. The two men slid open the side door and forced us inside, joining us in the cold darkness, and Nell and I snuggled up together to keep ourselves warm. Twist was made to sit next to the man in the front, beside the driver’s seat, his wrists tied with strong plastic twine.
By that time it was late at night. The van moved erratically as it turned every corner at speed, sliding on the icy roads. After a while the journey settled down has we left the city on some freeway, not knowing where we were heading. Suddenly, Nell gave a scream and swore at one of the men. He chanced touching her somewhere private. “OK bitch, cool it. I thought you two were whores.” The voice of the black man shouted in return with a clear New Yorker's streetwise accent.
“Where are you taking us?” I asked.
“I don’t even know that myself. The boss, he’s crazy. We just do what he tells us.”
“Why? Why do you follow him knowing he’s mad?"
“Because that’s what we do babe. No questions asked, OK? Are you two friends of this guy Twist?”
“Yes, kind of friends.” Nell replied. “And you are idiots for being with the mad man. Why so scared of him?”
“Hold on babe. We ain’t scared of nobody.”
“Looks convincing to me. Is he some kind of god to you two?” I asked. I could hear him suck his teeth in anger or was it frustration in the darkness? There was no reply. And the hispanic remained silent all of the time. I tried to speak what little Mexican I knew to him, asking what he thought. Or, atleast I thought I was.
“He can’t answer you.” The other man replied. “His tongue is missing. The boss had it cut out years ago for telling the wrong people too much business. It’s left him dumb and a little insane. Traumatised you might say.”
“Your boss is completely mad!” Nell shouted, loud enough for the boss to hear.
“Yaw dead right my pretty thing. Shut the fuck up or I might do something ya’ll regret. Starting with yaw boy friend Mister Twisty here.” He started laughing and then began singing out loud. Some southern country song we could not recognise. Nell and I cuddled up to each other for security and comfort. Neither of us expecting to be dragged into this unforeseen situation. A night of amazing sex turning into a kidnapping of all three of us, heading somewhere unknown.
To Be Continued...
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