”“You don’t seem to worry about that, Dave.” Christie pined.“I’m a guy. We’re supposed to spread our charms around. We’re supposed to ...rab all the pussy we can, at least according to one of our country’s presidents. Further, even if we’re caught all we need to do is shrug and look innocent. We could be the biggest man-slut on the planet, but so what. A day latter, it’s all forgotten. So much for an egalitarian society.”The three women nodded.Christie said, “So, we should just follow those ideas. 20am. He sighed, peering into the darkness, tryingto will Joey's returning figure into existence.After five more minutes, he came to a decision. He reckoned he could riskthe amps and cabs, but Joey would kill him if anything happened to hisvintage 70's Gibson Grabber. Vincent hauled the bass bag onto his back,picked up his own guitar case, locked the back of the van and trudged offup the road.***As Vincent approached the fuel stop, he could see immediately thatsomething was wrong. There was a. Nes lost no time and started licking and sucking that huge cock for 5 minutes. It grew to an unbelievable size of 13 inch and almost 7 in girth! “Aziz this is what I call a killer cock! Something awesome like this cannot be found in Morocco, yum, yum!”That baseball bat drove Nes crazy; she wanted all that massive meat inside of her. She backed up laid on her back, spread her beautiful legs and asked for a fireman to help her extinguish the rising fire in her swollen wet pussy and king-size. "No, I dont wanna." You are gonna listen to it, or I am leaving this house, forever."I love her. I know, it is fucked up, but I love her, so I just layed there, waiting for my sentence.She was dressed up, really hot, wearing one of those leather like pants - leggings, that perfectly sat on her ass. Sex on a fucking stick.She went to one of many Belgrade "fancy" bars, sat at the bar, and waited. She told herself, that she will fuck the first guy that hits on her. Maybe ten or twenty minutes.