As I came, the couch shifted again. I felt a warm presence on top of me as my pussy slowly filled with what might have been a baseball bat. It felt hu...e, “Bigger than my husband,” was a traitorous thought that flashed through what was left of my brain. I wouldn’t have been surprised if it had been someone’s arm, that’s how big it felt. But between how slowly he moved and how saturated I was after Chic’s ministrations, he was filling me up and it felt fucking incredible.A brief flash of humor. They let you out of jail, eventually, in most cases. I don't know if I'll ever be free again.But I'm getting ahead of myself. Let me start at the beginning. My name is Kathryn Bell, and I'm a thief. Well, was a thief? I don't know what I am now. A toy? Or maybe I'm just an example for anyone else who would dare to try and steal from Anthony Belli. In my line of work, everyone knew Belli's name. He was affiliated with organized crime, but too well connected to be arrested by the police. People. 6” n athletic figure. My girlfriend’s name is Suji (name changed) she has a figure of 34-30-36. She got round breast n brown nipples and a round shaped hip and cleaned pussy and waxed body.One day my girlfriend asked me to come to her home as soon as possible. I reached her home as quickly as possible. I rang the bell she opened the door. She was wearing a green anarkali dress. She smiled and greeted me. And then asked me to come inside quickly and she shut the door, once I’ve entered.Then she. What room?” “Bitch, I’ll tell you when you park.” “Okay, daddy.” Jeremiah pulled into the parking lot of the seedy motel. There were crack whores milling about and lots of Cadillacs & Crown Vics. He figured numerous Black men were here getting pussy and ass. He drove to the back and found the car he was supposed to park next to. “I’m parked,” he shared. “One fifteen,” Kon advised. “Be right in.” Jeremiah picked up his bag and got out of his vehicle. He hit the button to enable the alarm. He.