I don't give a shit who's in that fucking car, I intend on driving away in it ... along with whatever fucking money they got. I'm totally sick of this...shit!" You better think about it. Carjacking and robbery is big time." Karen didn't care about the people in the car, but she didn't feel comfortable doing what Rory proposed, especially after the amount of beer Rory had consumed."And killing your uncle isn't big time! Screw that shit, I'm doing this! When the car pulls over you just make sure. "Give me your cum, baby, give it to me, let me taste it again" Bethsaid, popping my cock out of her mouth then back in. I lifted my ass off the sofa as my cock jerked and pumped wad after wadof more fresh cum down Beth's throat. All I could do is moan with pleasure, it felt that good. Beth took it all, swallowing each wad. "Mmmmm, Candy was right about your cock, it is magic" Beth said. "Now girls" said Candy, "time to use your pussies". My cock was still hard and of course showed no sign of. Another three months went by and one day I was having a business lunch with a client and I saw Fiona walk into the restaurant on the arm of a man I didn't know. Frank saw where I was looking and he smiled and said, "She really is a looker, isn't she? I wish I had the price." What do you mean?" She's a very high priced call girl. She gets five hundred for a four-hour afternoon visit and a thousand bucks for an all-nighter. Unfortunately that's way, way out of my league." You're joking, right?". We parked and unloaded the truck, and went to put the boat in the water. She was a big help, assisting me in putting everything in the boat. In about fifteen minutes, we were loaded up, in the water, and motoring out into the lake. For the better part of the morning, Tracey fished with great enthusiasm. She even landed a few largemouth bass averaging about 2-3 lbs. each. As the sun rose higher in the sky, however, the fishing became more of a challenge, and she got bored. ‘I think I’ll just.