‘You’re looking a bit iffy Andy. Is there something about him I should know?’ ‘If it’s the same Rotkoff, then there certainly is. He’s no...more an estate agent than I am. Old Man Rotkoff was the biggest brothel-owner in Brum and the Black country before the war, and Stephen was his muscle. The brothels were put out of business at the end of the war and now Stephen runs half the street girls in Brum, plus a particularly nasty protection and extortion racket. He’s heavily into illegal bookmaking. Different lips, different tongue but just as sweet. Both girls gently started to caress his thighs gently but slowly trailing their fingertips up and down their long length, just stopping at the bottom edge of his shorts. He pulled them both closer letting his arms fall down over their shoulder so that his fingertips gently grazed their breasts. They both wrapped their arms around him squeezing him between them. They both went to kiss him again and all three sets of lips collided. They laughed. Tony sat back and took a drink of ice water, and as he did Rebecca was on him, down on his cock taking him in her mouth like she was a starving, she cleaned him well & then climbed onto his still hard cock as he relaxed and lay back on the bed, I watched her grinding away on this guys beautiful cock. She looked so good sliding up and down on his black cock, I had a great view, she could have ridden him like that all night and I would have loved it. She rode him for about fifteen minutes and. ‘I mean really listen. When I talk to Bud – he’s my boyfriend – it’s like he doesn’t hear what I say half the time.’ She smiled at him. ‘You married?’ Mitch shook his head as he forked a piece of meat into his mouth. ‘How come?’ she asked. ‘Good-looking guy like you, I’d have figured you’d be married.’ Mitch finished chewing and swallowed. ‘I haven’t found the right person, I guess,’ he said. ‘Bud and I, we been together five years,’ Kristin said. ‘And I was with Tad’s father from when I was.