NOPE! It must be the fumes Ally. Yes, definitely the fumes from working in the damn garage all day. Imagining things. Yes. My imagination. Of course. ...umes. I’m going to slide this dolly back under this Supra and he’ll be gone. Yes. Okay. Okay?” I watched her slide herself back under the car and sit there for about half a minute as I set down my bag and crossed my legs while leaning on her car. She muttered something about “blasted imports” as she tinkered for a couple seconds more before. "Uhhh! Jeeze, Bob. I think I can feel your dick hittin' mine," Pete grunted as he rotated his ass, churning his prick inside Kathy's throbbing pussy. Pete and wrapped his powerful fingers around Kathy's hot tits, running over her sparking nipples as his balls slapped angrily against her sire tolled and quivering cunt-lips."AHHH!" Kathy groaned as she felt herself sky-rocketing toward orgasm. She felt the hot men matching their fucking rhythm until they we ramming inside and pulling out of her. 'You do as we say and you don't get hurt. You play up;you get beaten bad and left naked in the street.'Adam and I shook with fear. The look on Remi's face toldus that his warning to behave was no idle threat. No oneknew where we were and these Nigerians had us at theirmercy. Adam and I were soft, city wimps, so we were goingto do whatever it took to satisfy these burly black men.Inside the bungalow, which was expensively furnished, wewere introduced to Saka, a wiry old man in his fifties.The. Day Three:Since the day he had started taking his medication Clayton had feltunusually energetic. He wondered if the pills weren't some sort ofenergy tablets, or if it was just a side-effect of the vitamin shot. Notwanting his new found stamina to go to waste, Clayton spent everyafternoon putting out applications. At night he worked on cleaning hisapartment. After three days the place had become so immaculate that itwas a struggle to find a bit of dust to clean. Clayton couldn't help.