I could hear continuous beating sound like something was clashing together furiously and the moaning sounds that accompanied it.
"Oh! Yes, yes, Prince, harder, f**k, yeah, yeah..."
I turned to one of the guys and signal to him to break the door in which he did. The way he did it looked quite simple. Well, I wouldn't be surprised, this kind of things wasn't knew to them.
The secret behind close doors became revealed. If someone was to tell me I looked surprised for what I saw, it would be a blatant lie. I mean, I expected it. He was a useless and a never resting dog who f**ks everything that has a pussy.
The moment we trooped in, his lips clamped together firmly and his eyes wallowing in fear. I wouldn't know if it was the lady he was riding that made him soak all over in the rivers of sweat or, It was the guns he saw in our hands that kept him peeing in his boxers?
