We usually got the initial info from the intelligence branch when a company is producing goods which come with a lot of waste and there’s proof they...don’t have any kind of way to properly dispose of it. You see, most companies have third parties who deal with their waste.““You mean you know there should be a legal transfer of waste products to other companies who are specialized in that area.”“Yes, “ said Pamela, “But the cost to properly dispose of waste can be huge, particularly when it is. Oh how your daddy loves to hear you beg, beg for daddy's cock. But daddy wants to look at you as he fucks that sweet wet tight pussy, you protest now because daddy has pulled his cock from you clutching, gripping, quivering pussy.But soon you understand that all daddy wants is for you to turn over and spread your legs so daddy can fuck you as he sucks and plays with your young tits. You pull your knees up to your sides so daddy can thrust deep into to your tight wet cunt, and with a grunt daddy. Perfect. Her mouth turned down, and she leaned her head against the side of the Warlock for a moment. The metal was cool, lifeless for the moment, until she could get the engines running again.Sophia pushed herself away from the Warlock and slotted the pry bar and screwdriver back into their places in the toolbox, which she left on the floor where it was. If it was going to be taken away from her again, that was fine. She could reach the Warlock's own tool compartments now.When she headed for. Michael came into the kitchen looking extremely agitated and was holding his head with both hands and started to turn in circles and said, “Holy shit Mom, holy shit, you are not going to believe what just happened.”From the look on his face and the sound of his voice, Claire became very concerned, “What happened?”“Bill caught the three of us in bed while I was fucking Ruth!”Claire jumped up and spilled her tea all over the table and her novel. Ignoring the spill she held Michael at arm’s length.
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