Chapter 51

The raging war

Fanny crunched the apple as soon as it came handy. He was well seated in his private lavishly gold-decorated bedroom, naked and watching keenly at the two busty, thick, long-haired, big buttocks; escorts kiss each other and finger their vagina, moaning with excruciating desire as they entertained him.

At once one of his security breezed in. “He is here, boss.” He said and Fanny stared at him sternly and waved at him to bring in the visitor.

The shooter walked in briefly and stood, staring at the escorts who were now sucking their bulged nipples, and possessing the room with their ear-splitting moan.

“You are...