A barman looked on, swarthy, Spanish maybe, medium height and dressed only in rubber shorts and a bow tie he stood grinning from behind the bar. Xnxx “Is good,” he said , “Is very good, she suck, Agghh she bite, she bite,” he screamed ad they dragged Julia off him with the chain attached to her collar. The admission charge was one hundred dollars but the doorman ushered them in on Marco’s instruction. “No, we need darkness,” Giorgio explained. Carla shrugged, “Maybe someone will buy you, otherwise we take you home and try again tomorrow!”
“Please,” Julia pleaded, “Daddy will pay!”
“Si Signor, One hundred dollars American,” Giorgio explained. Giorgio produced a small but wickedly sharp pen knife, “Hold still,” he said as he eased it down the waistband of Julia’s skirt and cut easily through the sides and elastic waistband of her panties, first the left and then the right. “Fucking in the brothel bar of course,” he laughed, “Nice and warm and private!”
“Ohhhh,” Juila gasped as Jean-Jaques twisted her nipples and humped against her, “Thats so good!”
Jean-Jacques suddenly grunted his hips spasmed and he started to shudder as he started to shoot his load, “Ohhh,” he cried.
