"Jim's smile faded too. He could feel in this man that he wasn't joking in the slightest. "My name is Jim Bronson," Jim said."Ok," Mr. Baker said and ...aused for effect. "Jim. Why don't I just take your seed money and you can leave? That will save you the trouble of spending an evening with us lowlifes." Because if word got around that you just take the money then more marks wouldn't try to play here," Jim replied evenly and without hesitation. He returned Mr. Baker's cold gaze with directness. It won't take long until she comes again.“You’re still out there?” There is a bit of hope in the voice that rips through his daydream. It seems like Marie is willing to talk now. Normally he would answer such a question from her, by simply not answering it. He would only look at her and she’d understand. This time though, there’s a wall between them, so he has to say at least something. “Yes.” And with a little laugh he adds, "Sorry to disappoint you but you're not that lucky."He hears a long. As my chest heaved and I started to gag he pulled my head up. I gasped for air, taking a deep breath again, and before I could blink he had pushed his cock all the way in again. Slobber poured from my lips and he withdrew, then pushed hard in again. There was so much spit, and he just fucked my throat. It was amazing, and I was like a rag doll, d***k off his cock and unable to do anything but let him use my face to fuck as he pleased. He started grunting and it started tasting sweet and salty. He looked at grandpa and said: "Old friend come here, enjoy this bitch. How many guys can fuck their own granddaughters? Look at this bitch in heat look at this tits man!" I looked at grandpa and he was almost drooling while looking at my nipples, when he lifted his eyes I licked my lips and smiled at him. He approached us and grabbed my left tit, he put my nipple in his old lips and sucked on it. I almost came! he moaned so laud then Bob took my other tit and did the same. Both old men my.