”“Go ahead.”“First of all, you can keep the belt. The whole thing. Lock, Stock and Barrel. But as they say, you can’t eat iron or breath cop...er. You will need to sell your ore and refined metals to someone. And the only player in town is us. Now we don’t care how you arrange things in the belt, keep it the way it was, or set yourself up as a middleman. All we care about is getting the ore. As I said, you can keep the belt, we don’t care. Just continue to sell your ore to us.”“We will continue. Also, do you count to 17 and think in fractional algorithms when you masturbate?"Silently I stared at the ripped man before me, a little zoned out. Gawd this was still impossible. No, fictional. What kind of cliched hogwash was I starring in right now?"Never, haven't you." He tossed an apple core. It landed in the trash bin, despite it heading for the family portrait. "Never mind then. You wouldn't understand."_______________________What, 10? 15 minutes? It felt like the whole damn afternoon. Soon the coffee was ready and Haley walked in with a sleepy look on her face while I served myself my first cup. I laughed when I first saw her walk in wearing my t-shirt that almost reached the floor. I wished her a good morning and asked if she felt comfortable in my t-shirt.“In all the movies I've seen, the girl is always wearing the guy's shirt the morning after they make love, so I thought I'd wear yours. But now that I have it on, I kinda like it. Can I keep it?”“Sure.” It actually. Luis sees a perfectly smooth pussy with the nicest set of lips hanging gently from it. He struggles to lean into her crotch, but Jackie’s grip holds him just out of reach. His hands rub up and down her legs and ass. He can easily pull her forward, but he doesn’t. His mind screams in protest but new thoughts enter his mind and struggle against the old ones.Then his eyes go wide.From between those perfect shaped pussy lips a thick, long cock slides out and upward. It arcs mostly beautifully,.