"Those can't be boys dressed like girls," Dobie said, unwilling to believe his eyes.Now that he'd noticed those three, he saw that there were a few bo...s out on the street, too. His mind refused to make the connection, and he turned away from the sordid scene outside."Dad! What were you doing here?!!" I told you: I was making deliveries!" the man said, his sweaty palms gripping the steering wheel. "When it comes to making a living, the Gillis Market's slogan is 'We Deliver Anywhere Within a 26. ‘You, Miss Julia de Valdois, are going to be fucked.’ But the word was not yet father to the deed. He plucked her off the sofa, and she put up about as much resistance to being carried as a bag of shopping, a kitten in its mother’s jaws could not be more obliging. He threw her on the bed ass first, rolled her like a log onto her front, lifted up her heels so high she was compelled to make herself a wheelbarrow. He dragged her down towards him until the soles of her feet were pressed against his. Wendy yelled out, “Go go for it girls,” as she stood with Kat watching.Pam looked up with her face covered in cunt juice and said in a begging voice, “Come here and lick my asshole,” and then went back to Carrie’s cunt.Wendy looked at Kat and said, “She we help them,” and Kat smiled back and said, “I’m with you on that one. Let’s fuck them both and then make them fuck us later.”Wendy got behind Pam and pulled her skirt all the way up to expose her ass. She saw Carrie’s face wet with cunt juice. What do you say? No second thoughts, no hesitations or delays and the boy take Hameed under him in a jiffy, flat on his back.The legs raised up, up and back till the knees almost touch the ears of the soon to be fucked man and his ass raised in the air towards the ceiling. The fuck hole dark brown almost looking black in the middle of neatly trimmed light growth of hair, pushed out and offered for fucking where is the lube, asked Rehan and Hameed points to a bottle of a greasy oil. Throbbing.