But sleep required a roof, which meant rent, and a gamut of other bills. And she hadn’t been doing well lately, in the whoring arena either. So she ...ept walking the streets, hoping men would come and contribute to her rent fund. The night went on, interminable, broken by the occasional driver who would quickly pull up next to her, only to lose his nerve and drive off. Broken even more seldom by the occasional car date. The night had been winding down, and she was about to head to the decrepit. . guys. Their manhood's were nice and stiff, and felt really good. I can't think of a better way to spend the afternoon.That part of me actually felt tired when the party finally ran down. My mind was wrapped up in a haze of pleasure, and I felt totally relaxed. The boys I went to high school with would have gotten excited to see the way we were at the end. If they were curious what a woman looked like with her clothes off, they would have gotten an eyeful: ten naked women lying with our legs. . like... an extra inch & a half to two inches & gets A LOT harder.soon, i'd filled her little condom all the way & was only at about just 7 + when she had to get out of the squat position and do the bend at the waist long blow. she took out her tits. she was black and had nice b2c teardrops. she stood at about 6'1" in her 5" heels (pleaser bordello pearl scale pumps {we talked a lot about "working shoes"}) and she had a VERY NICE BIG FIRM ASS!!!yumm...it's polite to ask so i did then i felt up. Evidently, they decided that between them ... nobody asked me. I went to bed with Wendy and woke up to my morning wood being used by one of them. I couldn't tell who ... I couldn't see. I had thighs in my eyes.I grabbed one of the rifles and opened the ammo box. Magazines already loaded greeted my eye and a green book labeled Colt AR-15 and printed with several different languages to a page. Thank you Colt ... at least you included English.English was the only one I could read, and the line.