The bailiff cant believe his luck, and his juices are really cooking. The last woman he visits on his weekly rounds is pretty as picture and in a touchy situation, in need of his benevolence. All too blatantly, he explains the kind of courtesy he expects if he is going to turn a blind eye to her predicament gee, bet you cant guess the kind of favour this flabby porker has in mind. Been a long lonely, lonely, lonely time.That his plan may backfire with THIS LADY in this particular place will come as no surprise to most of you. In a jiff, the Flabbocop is fully disrobed in eager expectation of s... Show more