Grade A's were reserved for whole live spitting because their meat was decided to be of the best top quality and the Grade B's were butchered into par...s, packaged and shipped to super markets all over the countryWhen a girls number was called it was mandatory for the girl to be either picked up at her home by a meat collection truck once a Meat Notice sent to the girl from the NFC was delivered to the girls home with her instructions and pick up times, she was to wrap up all family and. Mostly, I go home alone but sometimes I let a man pick me up. This Friday, I was working my way through the crowd, stopping to talk to everyone there. The men all looked the same in their tight pants and lacquered hair, the yuppie crowd on the prowl.Then, I saw him sitting alone at the end of the bar.He was unique in this urban setting of twenties and thirties. I guess he was about fifty. His face was heavily tanned like leather from the sun which emphasized his sky blue eyes. He wore a long. I twisted my head to the side and our lips met. We kissed, tongues slipping against one another, and I ground harder on Jerry’s growing bulge. His strong hands slid up my body to rub my stiff nipples through my tight sweater. Arching my back, I ground my ass harder against Jerry and moaned into his mouth. I desperately wanted Jerry to take me right then, but knew we had to wait until Sarah joined us.“It’s not enough you’ve had my husband’s cock all to yourself all week, you can’t even wait for. Sophie wanted to run up the stairs and into her bedroom but Dave held tight on to her waist, making his fat cock twitch inside her tight cunt. She wanted to moan hard for him but she knew she couldn't. Dave started to slowly slide his cock in and out of her, she felt so naughty, like she could be caught at any minute and she loved every second of it! Not long after her father stumbled drunkenly back into his bedroom, they sneaked back into Sophie's room. She knelt on the bed and moved her ass.