He carried only two tools with him. One was a small, but strong screwdriver. The other was a small automatic pistol that he kept tucked into a pocket ...alfway down the leg of his jeans.He always worked during the day. The prospect of wandering around some ones house while they slept upstairs just seemed like too much hard work to him. Especially when you consider that nearly all the houses in the areas he chose to work in were owned by couples who were both forced to work to make ends meet. He. I told her how beautiful i thought she was (which i never do that), and how i wanted to lick her armpits. she was shocked but then looked at me as though to say your not the dumb white guy who just bumped into me she saw me. so she let me lick her armpits in the middle of the club in front of her friends and her cute gay b*o**** (i'll get to him in a bit). we went out a couple of nights later to get drinks or something (this was several years ago and i don't drink that heavily anymore) she. Gently pushing Hannah back, she sat her sister down on the small bench that was in the room with them. Hannah's eyes widened when Samantha knelt down between her legs and began to pull her panties off. Hannah lifted her butt off the bench to help her sister. Samantha looked deep into Hannah's eyes as she leaned in and began to lick her clean. A low moan escaped Hannah's throat as her pussy was being eaten out by her twin sister. Just the idea of that, her sister was giving her oral pleasure in. He began slamming into her as she moaned, grabbing the blanket and biting into her wrists. She wiggled her ass back at him, meeting his every push. He groaned loud, grabbed her hair, pulling hard back. He exploded hard, filling her bowels with hot, sticky love juice. He kept slowly fucking her ass with his cock now coated with jizz as he began to soften, then she flipped over. ‘Fuck my cunt, fucker. Don’t you go soft on me now.’ ‘Sorry..I can’t help it. You wore me out,’ he sneered. ‘Fuck that..