"Perhaps he thinks he can get more for itin New York than he could ask you to pay." New York?" She shook her head. "He told me he was fromPhiladelph...a." Really? I-I must have misunderstood."She suddenly brightened. "Hey, I got a idea. Milt, you're so goodwith words. How 'bout you try t'get him t'sell _me_ his painting?" I-I don't... I don't know if I c-could. He sounds like his m-mind's seton... shipping it out." Will you, at least, try?" She gave him her best pout. "Please.... I grabbed one in each hand, as another started two more rubbed against my face; I turned and open my mouth, sliding the juicy head inside. Sucking it hard, feeling get hard inside my mouth. Once hard he pulled out and the other guy grabbed my face and shoved his flaccid cock inside my mouth, he held my head down, pushing in and out, first I felt him get hard, but he didn't stopped like the other guy, he continued until he flooded my mouth with his cum "swallow it bitch" he said but it was. “Mon amour…?” DeadShot bolted up from his light sleep. “What’s wrong?” “I think ‘m in labor…” Cloud looked up at him, her eyes searching for something to distract her from the pain that she knew would grow worse. “Shit.” She placed her hand on her stomach at her husband’s words and sat up, wincing as she did so. It didn’t take DeadShot long to quickly pull his clothes on and he moved to her side of the bed, helping her to stand. Cloud leaned against him, clad only in one of her satin. She finally broke the kiss and bit her lip while she said, “Definitely not fired. In fact, I’ll give you a promotion right now.”“Promotion?” I asked quizzically, “Does this promotion include a raise and a higher position,” I asked.“No to the higher position, and no to the salary hike, but it does have great benefits,” she said with a naughty wink. Then she kissed me passionately. She moaned as her tongue dangled into the back of my throat. Her hot breath was in my nostrils, and I could taste.