I put down my ax and wiped my brow."You innerested in that Freddie gal?"I shook my head."I am," he said.I tried to imagine it. It was not a very prett... picture."How much does Tom owe you?" I asked.Carter smiled. "More'n you got," he said."How much?" I pulled out my purse, enlarged somewhat with pebbles, and jangled it in his face."Twenty pounds," Carter said. "Hard money." I might like to have that young 'un myself," I said. "What's your game?" Dice, cards," he said. "Or knives, sometimes. His jaw dropped the minute he saw me when I opened the door. I smirked at him, and before we left I told him I needed to grab my purse from my room. I started walking towards the stairs in my house, walking as slowly as I could, wiggling my ass from side to side so he could get a taste of what I desperately wanted to give to him.We left my house in a bit of a hurry, convincing him to take the alleyways every chance I had, because I couldn't get my mind off of him deep inside me. Whenever we. You can feel clammy slime clinging to you everywhere. You feel like you're submerged it with only your face free. You flail, find purchase on something solid, and stumble forward, out of the slime.You collapse onto the concrete floor immediately and about that time your motions trigger some automated lights to kick on. Your surroundings aren't familiar at first. You're in a small concrete room dominated by the large, clear-slime-filled vat you just came out of. There's a lot of complex. She let out moans of delight as he held her pinned beneath him and thrust in and out of her; this was what she longed for. His length kept penetrating her deep and he felt his climax building, with every thrust into her sweet wetness he inched closer to orgasm. As he approached the edge he withdrew from her, kissed her deeply before delving between her thighs for a taste of her delicious juices. He brought his tongue to the base of her slit and probed at her wet little hole before gliding his.