She had a plan.At dinner that evening, she announced that she would return to the village in Mexico, demand that the young man sign the release and th...n return so that the Olivia could resolve this issue promptly. Brandon immediately offered to accompany her, both for her security and because he wanted to see the mother of his unborn child again. And so mother and son made the flight to Mexico once again, arriving in the tiny village three days later. After a less than restful sleep in the. " What the fuck have you done now," he whispered into the phone."Some punk with a Latino accent pulled a piece on me. I took it away from him, that's all." I replied."Are you sure?" he said."I might have broken his leg while I was doing it. I'm sure he is not going to be happy about it. I didn't kill him though." I said."You might wish you had one day," Blevins said. "What did you do with the piece." It's in my gun vault, just in case I need a piece with somebody else's prints on it," I said. I was still wide open, so I didn’t expect any problem taking his thick girth in my ass. I was wrong. I didn’t realize how much thicker his cock was, compared to Mack’s. But I couldn’t help yelling out when his cock head disappeared up my rectum.This earned me several face slaps from Mack, who then grabbed my head by my hair, and slammed his newly “cleaned” cock into my mouth. “I told you, sonny boy, shut up!” he hissed angrily. By then, John had pushed the rest of his pulsating cock into my. I arrived, sweaty and anxious as usual, at the edge of Soho, where I would find one of my favourite dirty bookshops. It wasn’t actually in Soho, and the shop on the ground floor was just a normal bookshop. But if you saw the arrow, pointing down the stairs to where us pervs could find a lovely dirty bookshop. It was a very warm day and I was overheating in my rainmac as I entered the doorway. I walked the length of the normal bookshop, passing people in shorts and T-shirts, one or two who.