He saw her coming and stood up, she turned him around and slipped his wallet back into his pocket and pulled a key out and unlocked him. He rubbed his...wrists and reached for his wallet. She put her hand on his arm and spoke into his ear. He smiled at first, then laughed before pulling out some bills. She didn’t take them in hand, but swept the skirt open showing off a matching garter. She held the elastic open as he slid the cash in, speaking into her ear again. She nodded and held up a finger. We drove to my house, when I walked through the front door I didn't expect Ally, Mike, Amy and Johnny to all be sitting in the living room. "hey guys" I said in pain as Kayla was helping me to the couch. I sat down and Kayla sat next to me. "Hey!!!" they all cheered, happy to see me. "how are you" Amy asked me in a worried voice. "I'll live, just a few bumps and bruises." I said laughing a bit. "that's it bro, tough it out" Joey said, he lit up a joint and handed it to me. "take your meds" he. Lauren eased her holes down on our cocks and whispered “Don’t stop. I want it all.” Byron started talking shit.“Is…that…fucking…hard...enough…for…you…bitch?” Each word was accompanied by his hips jamming his dick hard inside her. “Take it all, slut. I am going to fuck your tits off, bitch!” Lauren and I burst out laughing. We had never heard such stupid smack and we stopped fucking for a bit while we tried to stop laughing. “Go for…ouch!...it, big boy” Lauren taunted, rotating her hips. " All very true." She took his hand. "Now, where are you taking me?"The bar, Speakeasy, was in a basement on Rivington Street, on the LowerEast Side. As they walked from the train, Jay took her hand and toldher about the neighborhood."This was where all immigrants came, when they got off the boat at EllisIsland," he said, pointing at the tenement buildings. " Everyone camethrough here. First, the Irish, then the Jews and Italians and then thePuerto Ricans and Dominicans. Then crack, then the.