" Yeah, speaking of supplies, where does all this food come from?" I asked."City, state, and federal grants, the local food bank, some corporate donat...ons of food or money, and a few private benefactors. This place is run by a small charitable foundation, not the government, so the door is pretty much open to get funding and supplies wherever we can. But what we get is barely enough. Sometimes we have to close up early, because we run out. I hate that. There are people out there who would. Christina would indeed have a sore asshole for a week or more as James enjoyed the whore’s widely spread rectum.For a good twenty minutes James fucked her and she farted each time he withdrew for the next thrust ,Finally James grunted and let loose what seemed like a gallon of thick spunk deeply inside Madame Christina’s gaping asshole!“Ahhhhhhhhh Ohhhhhhhhh , Sir “ she cried as James’s still thick cock plopped out of her tender ring.She wondered if her client would expect the usual mouth. "I'll do any thing you say, just please... fuck me. Fuck me hard!" She pranced up to them. "That's more like it you little bitch," The dark haired one said smiling. He reached up and pulled her dress open, popping off all of the buttons down the front. He leaned down and sucked hard on her firm tits. She moaned deeply. The blond hair guy came up from behind her and said firmly, "Show me that ass." She did as she was told. She stood straight legged, pulled up her dress and arched her sweet ass. Thank God, Mary is finally here to take over, and she’s only five minutes late.“How are you, Doris?” she said, emphasizing every syllable in my name in her usual smug, nasty tone.Bitch.“I’m doing wonderful, Mary,” I purred in a syrupy sweet voice while flashing her my best fake smile, “it’s Friday night and the guys are tipping so well sweetie,” making a very blatant point of showing her the coins and even some dollar bills in my tip jar. “I know you’ll make a lot of money tonight, have a.