She gripped his thick cock with her thumb and forefinger as it slid in and out of her sister’s cunt. Her other hand slipped down between the crack o... Daryl’s cheeks and he stepped his legs further apart, missing a stroke but quickly finding his rhythm again, as Jill cupped and fondled his heavy black balls. Sara stood stunned and motionless watching them. She was leaning forward over the kitchen sink with her nose nearly touching the window. She felt her body temperature rising and was first. "Here Eric!" she cried throwing the money in his face as he opened the door. "After all a pimp is supposed to get his cut isn't he?"He closed the door as she stomped into his apartment waiting for an explanation, tears of rage in both eyes."No Jeanne I'm no pimp... but you are a whore!"Her mouth dropped open in indignation and shock."After all," he continued, "didn't you just spend the night with a complete stranger, keeping your legs spread the whole time?"She was about to interrupt but before. He lapped away as best he could with her hips spasming and her incredibly strong grip on his hair. She screamed loud as this orgasm overtook her. Then she began mumbling in some language that was clearly not English. Always a good sign, he thought, when they forget how to speak. Just as the orgasm began to subside, he took her clit in his mouth and sucked on it. A second orgasm hit her instantly. It was hard to keep a grip on her clit when she thrashed about so much, but he managed. It was a. I'd make my millions without it. I may have been born with a high I.Q but common sense came much too late to be of any help. So here I am traveling the world repairing security systems. I was always on the road from airports to government and military installations. Three failed marriages and four kids who didn't know or care where I was because they never saw me anyway lay behind me. Perhaps that was part of the reason that I was a freaking walking heart attack. I had ceased to give a shit.