My employers think Mr. Butler stole some money from them, and I've been bought in to make him talk. What no one knows is I've pulled a slick double-cross and I'm on my way to new life of luxury with my loot. But before I skip the country I decide to accept this little gift from the universe and throw myself a going-away party - using Mr. Butler's helpless body as my very special beefcake!

This poor schmuck is gonna be sorry he was in the wrong place at the right time to take the fall for my scam. I start with his balls, whipping those tender testicles with my nasty little purse-wh... Show more