"Forty bucks." Over two hundred," s*s answered. "And my skirt?"I pretended I knew something about skirts and quickly answered, "I know they're about t...enty-five," I said confidently, "I saw one just like that in Target last week." You did not see one like this in Target!" s*s's gnashing of her teeth made her hard to understand. "And what about my underwear?" she finally spat out."Like your bra and panties?" She nodded yes. "Well I got a six pack of Fruit of the Loom for seven dollars last. Ich sage ihm, was ich mir gerade überlegte und er lacht nur und meint verächtlich dafür kriege er ne richtige Nutte, nicht so kleine Schwuchtel wie dich.Ich warte in dem Zimmer auf Freier und ehrlich gesagt, finden den Weg in der ersten Stunde gerade mal drei Männer, die dann allesamt gleich auf meine Preisforderungen reagierten, so dass ich meine Preise halbierte und nun 25/Blasen und 50/Ficken anbiete. Dass sind 20 Freier um meine 1000 € voll zu kriegen, weshalb ich nun nicht mehr schüchtern. "All too happy to oblige, I pulled her towards me and slid my throbbing eight inch shaft inside her. I grabbed her waist as I thrust, with a grip that god himself couldn't loosen. When I started to slow my motion, she ground in a circular motion, with me still inside her. Her blue dress still on, her body was like I had never touched it, and I liked the mysticism that was involved. It was like I was discovering her all over again, imagining what lay under the fabric.I could hear nothing but her. All he needed was for a piece of a meteor or an imagined airplane engine landing on the roof of his truck to crush his truck and him. Immediately, he heard sirens and saw flashing lights in the distance, lots of them. He turned back around to look at what he could see from the blown out rear window of his truck. Only, all he could see was a smoky fire. The smoke and the smell told him that fuel was burning. He was lucky. With a debris field long and wide across, if that hit any closer than it.