It is enough to make tears come to the eyes. Probably like the bill you'll have.Shawna handed him a company invoice printed out nice and neat. Gene lo...ked at it then said, "Are you sure, is this enough?" I charged you our shop rate for the work we did, and for the time we put in on the bike. You have the list of parts we used that we marked up twelve percent, the same as we do your motors. I even included my husband's efforts on the bike as well. I don't think I forgot anything. You get this at. "Good job...girl...you're such a talented little ass licker...now you be a good cunt and suck my crap hole!"She grunted and pulled back against the strong hands of the helpers and once again my skilled assistant delivered more excruciating lashs with the thin cane. I forced her mouth over my raw asshole and she looked at me with a mindless and confused expression. "Suck my farthole you toilet mouth bitch!", I demanded, rubbing my obscene anus against her lips. She suddenly began to suck very. We got into missionary position and sat between her legs while adjusting the head of my dick to the entrance of her pussy. I lifted her legs and placed on my shoulders and started thrusting her pussy.She closed her eyes, she was enjoying the fuck and pushing her head into the side by the pillow and grabbing the bed sheets tightly. Her pussy was so wet that when I thrusting her hard, the room was filled by slurping sounds … like. . slurrrrpp ..slurrrrpp … gupppp .. guppppp. She was getting. As she looked sideways, she was met with Presley's face, just inches from hers, and stayed motionless as her little sister moaned quietly while masturbating."You okay Molly?" Zach asked his sister while placing a tender hand on her lower back and rubbing it gently. She didn't answer at first, just lay there panting, but after slightly catching her breath she did. "Yeah" she said in a hoarse voice and slowly started lifting herself, perching her body on her elbow as she rested on her side facing.