Prologue
The position in which Bea found herself was a cocksucker's delight-kneeling before two horny young studs who obviously desired the service which her clasping, gliding lips could provide. But she was distraught over the blackmail peril that she didn't throw herself into the act with her customary gusto. Ronnie forced the issue by gripping her expensively coiffed brunette head, pointing it in his direction, and pushing the bald knob of his prick against her lips.