He wasn’t such a prick after all I was thinking to myself. I got a few messages containing a few photos from Joan, Some of them were typical tourist...photos and then I saw a photos of Money strewn all over a bed and some action photos of her and the guy from last night. The message simply read ‘Big Beautiful Cocks and a $25K win at the tables, what more could a girl want’ I called Joan straight back and she filled me in on all of the happenings which made me horny as hell and returned to work. "Won't someone see?" I don't care," I snarled. "I don't fucking care."I pushed up her dress so I could see her breasts. Little beauties with rose tips. The bottom of her flower dress was bunched up under her chin. Her little breasts bounced with the motion of our fuck.A car rushed past."Oh, honey," she said. "Please." Okay," I said, not sure what I meant. I opened the glove box and snatched out a road map. I rattled it open and spread it over her. The unfurled map covered her body up to her. Tia gave an experimental tug to try to free herself, but was still stuck fast to the wall. She took a deep breath to shout again, when something in her womb shifted, making her lurch. She watched as her stomach stretched, something moving inside. She twisted in discomfort as it travelled down her birth canal, then stopped, apparently blocked by the gooey plug. Tia let out a gasp as the creature in her pussy started to squirm impatiently. Its kobby little legs rubbed inside her as it scrabbled. There was something she still wasn't telling him, something that bothered her. Perhaps there was a price she would have to pay for failing to seduce him.Before he could pursue that line of thought further, he came across Winston leaning against a wall with a beatific smile on his face. Evidently Winston had no qualms about fulfilling his required service. Kurt nodded to him. "Sleep well?"The big man nodded. "Let me tell you, never better. Never, ever better."Probably another part of the.