I can't take that big thing up my ass," I cried."We made a deal boy. You'll do whatever I ask. Now I want a piece of that ass of yours. But I have som...thing that should make it easier," he said as he held up a small plastic jar of Vaseline."Now get your ass over here now," he demanded.I knew he wasn't going to let up. I walked to him and bent over the arm of his couch. "Tell me Dale, tell me what you want me to do to you, look at you you cock already getting hard" he smirked.I knew the drill. I. 00 For friday night, saturday and saturday night and sunday. Her popularity with the men wanting to make her airtight and her ability to get them to climax in a short time, allowed her to service more black men than many of their ladies could handle ... The pimps charged $50 and they required that payment be in $50 or $100 bills.The laugh was on george and steve this time, they had a notebook with notes on all their stable. Mk was sure that based on what she overheard, without their notes, and. "Oh yes!" she says through clenched teeth. "Do it to me. Pinch them! Hurt me! Make me bad for you baby. Make me bad!"It’s what she always tells me: make me bad, hurt me, show me how dirty I am, what a whore I am. As if she needs a vacation from her stars, from their awful inhuman purity. She wants to be down here, feeling my cock in her ass, my hands on her nipples, reminding her of her body, of the clay we’re made of, our own brief mortality, of the exquisite pleasure we can take from each. Yet.” Says Gerald. Winter struggles against Hudson, yelling “What did you do to the Master?” “Don’t worry, he’s in the bedroom.” Hudson says with a sadistic smile and laugh. He lets Winter go as she runs to the bedroom and forces the door open. Laying on the bed is the body of the Master of the house. It looks normal enough, except there is a grey pallor to the body, and it’s decapitated. She screams so loud it hurts their ears. “Hah! So, you found him. I made him tell me where he kept all his.