Please come in and let’s get things started.”She gingerly stepped into the thread-bare, reeking, garbage dump looking, trash littered, pay by the ...our, whore’s crib that looked like it hadn’t been cleaned in several days.As she walked past her pathetic looking date, she could smell a very strong stench, one you would expect to come from someone who hadn’t had a bath in a long time.She heard him close the door behind her and double lock it“Throw your purse in the corner,” he ordered, his. I didn’t see a wedding ring on his finger. Suddenly church got interesting. I loved the sound of his voice when he talked, and I liked the fire in his eyes when he preached. A silent voice inside my head told me that I wanted to meet him. I told my mother that I was going to hang around after the service ended, and she left for home without me. Pastor Kenny was greeting and speaking with his congregation as they were leaving the church. I waited patiently until the last parishioners went by,. As she happily sucked him, I fingered her soaking wet pussy. She hadn’t been so wet for ages.She clearly didn’t want to share Marcus’ gorgeous cock so I stood up so she could play with both of us, while we two guys enjoyed a long kiss.“Dom’s a good little cock sucker,” Marcus said as she swapped between our cocks rubbing the heads together at times.“I know…you will have to see how she fucks soon,” I grinned.“I can’t wait. How does she like it?” “Any way you want.”“Good - hey Dom you ready to. "You ready to trade up?" he asked."No, I'm ready to sell this moped," I said. "You do buy them don't you?" Sure, let me have my service manager take a look at it," he said."That's fine, I have a little time." I walked around the parking lot while they rolled my bike into the shop.It took them about twenty minutes but the sales manager came back to me himself. "I like your little bike. What kind of money are you expecting to get for it." I want a fair price, but I also know you are not in.