"You're a wet little whore, aren't you? You love it when strangers take advantage of you," he said and licked his lips as he pulled down his zipper. I...nodded and followed his hand movement. A hard thick cock popped out of his jeans. The tip was right in my face."Open up, honey," he said and pried my mouth open and shoved his cock in. My lips wrapped around his skin. Without hesitation, he fucked my mouth like he'd been paid to do it. My cunt felt tingly and it kept dripping.After a little. I had my leather jacket on, so didn't mind too much, but I watched as Midge's shirt slowly got wet and started to cling to her body. How could I think of sex at a time like this?The wind speed past us kept rising gust by gust, as did the crescendos of noise from the approaching tornado. I had to look; I hitched myself to the edge of the niche between the steel beams where we'd hidden, holding with all my might onto the steel support spanning the road above for security. I peeked out into the. You do know that Black people are ten times more likely to shoplift than whites, don’t you? Just ask them at Hubbards.”“Point taken.”They strolled around the bazaar. “Looks like a lot of over-priced junk,” Jason remarked. “Incense ... fabrics ... batik kaftans...”“I think these earrings are cute, don’t you?” She held up a pair of large silver hoops with polished green stones.“You’re sense of style is much better than mine,” he replied.“They look like jade,” she said.“They are jade, m’am,” the. One day he was surprised to receive a phone call which the caller ID indicated was from Steve Brandle.“Hi Steve, how are things going?”“Things are fine with me but getting right to the point you told me that you were a golfer right?”“I guess you could say that.”“Well I was wondering if you would like to fill out a foursome this Saturday at my club.”“Sure, what time?”Steve told him and there was some additional chit chat before the call ended.On Saturday it was close to a two hour drive for Joel.