He also knew Turner was trying to portray Cheryl as some kind of newly minted whore. But to Turner all women were whores. Cheryl had been played like ... Cherokee fiddle, but she was certainly none of the things Turner made her out to be. ‘Thanks man. Look I can’t stay. Got to get back to catch a plane, and get back to work. If you see Cheryl let her know I was asking after her.’ He shook hands with the bastard and left. Turner replied. ‘Sure man.’ As Martin walked back down the sidewalk to his. ” I whispered, the lollipop pushing incessantly against my lips. “Whose whore, kitty?” “Yours… Mistress.” “Mine and Ally’s.” she said with a smile, not altogether cruel, as she forced the sucker into my mouth, turning it slowly while I sucked it clean of cherry flavored ass and pussy. “Clean it off, whore.” Eyes closed, I savored my job, making a show of it as Ally played with my pussy and Laura watched intently, pulling it from my mouth and popping it back into hers, signaling Ally to abandon. And one day she asked me that she wants to meet me and I said “Yes”.And she told me the place and she asked me to wait there till she comes,I was waiting there she comes then with blue jeans and tight-fit black shirt by seeing her my temperature gone blast level she came to and given hand for sacking. And we have ordered some cold coffee while having coffee my eyes have in her boobs which very clear cleavage, and friend to be frank her boobs were very big in size 34 ,and with a perfect shape in. Itwas a wide chromed band with a three carat cubic zirconium stone set init.As everyone gathered around the engaged couple, Chris had a chance towhisper in Chrissie's ear, "Help me out of this Chrissie. Please wehave to talk. I'm desperate." Not here. I can't see you until after the first. Laurie and I aregoing to the Islands for the holidays," Chrissie replied.Chapter 38The sound of gently rolling surf and the sun's glare off the white sandmade for a very relaxing day. Chrissie and Laurie.