April 3, 1995, Chicago, Illinois“Steve, I have Joyce on the line for you,” Kimmy said.“Thanks, Kimmy. Put her through.”“Also, I have lunch a...ranged for your meeting with Dave, Julia, Elyse, and Cindi.”“Thanks. You did include yourself, right?”“Yes.”She put the call from Joyce through.“You do know you can call my private line,” I said.“I didn’t want to disturb you if you were busy.”“This probably would warrant that. What did you find out?”“I’d say they’re negotiating with someone. I can’t swear. "Is Allen alright?" I asked."Yes, but we need your help, please come now," he said."Alright I'm on the way. I grabbed the .22 mag and a handful of shells. I also grabbed my cut down twenty gauge over and under shotgun. If I needed more than those, I would have to play it by ear. I did wear the Kevlar just to add some protection, but safety wasn't my main concern, when I parked my Cruiser in the alley behind the pub.Jeremy had never called asking for help, so I was taking it very seriously. I. Adjusting position as Mandy sucked furiously, John's shaky fingers popped open the buttons, letting Mandy's tits finally force their way out of captivity. They weren't the only things to pop, as his eyes bulged appreciatively. Oh, the naughty little girl had chosen to wear the laciest most flimsy bra imaginable, one that barely offered any support. As a consequence, the large orbs jiggled up and down and from side to side like water-filled balloons as she sucked away at the stiff dick with. When they were first married, Jennifer had fucked and sucked day and night, now she was lucky to get a quick poke on weekends. Jennifer was a horny woman and the fact that she was not getting her share of fucking was of great concern to her. She began to idly stroke her poor neglected pussy. Her cunt rippled with expectation as she traced the tips of her fingers along the unfurling cunt lips. The slit parted into a wide gash, and that gash was filled with cream, eager to be filled with hot.