A journalist. My name’s Tricia Sanchez.”He raised his eyebrows, impressed. “Ain’t got no plans for him?”Tricia shook her head. “Uh ... No....Not really.”“No house set up? No family?”“Uh ... no.” She was feeling dejected.He nodded. “You be takin’ him off the streets to yo’ house den? You be takin care o’ him?”“Well ... I guess so. I hadn’t really planned out much.”Gus nodded again, picked up his cup, and held his hand out. Tricia took it and pulled, helping the old man up. He groaned as he stood.. James was at work early, leaving her alone again. They were in another month now, and she still occasionally cried when he was not home, but today she was in a good mood. In the big closet, the three full-length mirrors beckoned to her, and Cass began posing like a pinup girl, giggling at the way she looked now. She began to feel sexier with each new pose, even if she was completely naked and eight months pregnant!She tried to do work out a little, jumping, running in place, twists, and nearly. She said I felt the pressure build and my cock throbbed. With a loud moan, I emptied my massive load down her throat. She swallowed every drop. She continued to suck me. She climbed on my lap and slid her cum drenched fingers in my mouth. I sucked them dry. She tasted wonderful. I kissed her and said, that was some good blowjob. I smiled and slid two fingers into her wet pussy. She moaned loudly.I told sowmiya,your pussy is nice and wet that I’m ready.I continued to move my fingers into her. Into the the cool air of an underground parking lot. Andre shrugged "I know. But it had to be done." He grinned again "It felt good." Brian chuckled "And they all got real cooperative after that." Andre laughed, but she didn't respond. She parked the car in an empty space seven slots away from the next and final getaway car."Okay, all is clear. Stash the loot in the next car." Andre said. They walked to the last car and got in, after putting the loot in the boot. Brian grabbed one of the.