Раскраска: Connie the cow - 16 с. ISBN 5-93707-174-3 ~54.00.00 37121

Finally, he pulled it out. "That was nice," he said. "That was a good blow job, honey. You're a good girl." He walked over to the bed and sat on the edge of it. Julie remained kneeling there, her head lowered, watching him. Max patted the bed, and she rose gracefully and walked over and sat next to him. The robe was still on her body, still hanging open. Max reached up and pulled it off her shoulders. She let it fall down her arms and lie in a heap on the bed. "You know, you're the easiest one of this whole crew to control," Max said. He paused a moment, to see if she would answer him. She hung her head and said nothing. "If I'd been asked to pick the three of you, I'd have thought the little cunt in there," he said, indicating Connie in the next bedroom, "would be the easiest one to cow. And I'd have picked you for the hardest one. But you do everything you're told, and you don't give me any shit at all. How come?" "I-I just don't see any reason to put up a useless fight," she said. "I think it's better to stay alive ...»