.. my name's Faith, and I have a whole hell of a lot in you. I've got faith that if I let you cream in my mouth, you'll still be able to get me off. T...ink you can handle that?"As she spoke, she freed Al from his pants and swallowed him whole. Incredibly, the entire time he thought of his ex-wife. At least until he shot off in the little chick's mouth. She downed it in an exaggerated swallowing motion and smiled. Then she climbed up from his lap and whispered into his ear."Time to see if you can. We shared a little run down trailer in the city. We didn’t work. We were both addicts who didn’t do anything but do dope, fuck, and sell crystal to support ourselves and our own habit. After living this dope fueled life for a few months we were offered an opportunity to step up in the drug world by making more money moving dope from Mexico up to St Louis. I say it was an offer, but our supplier volun-told us to do it or else he would kill us both. We owed him a few grand for crystal we smoked. Three years without a cigarette was too much for me." she asks standing up and holding her hand out."Wait, why should I give you money? You're the genie here, just," he waves his hand in the air, "make some appear." Who do I look like Seigfried and Roy over here? Do you see any white tigers around me? Umm, No. I can't grant wishes for myself only Masters, ok? So give me ten bucks and point the way to the nearest store." Damn, I don't believe this..." he grumbles, taking his wallet out of his. Now, Trish lowered her head to the other breast and started sucking and biting it. I could see Trish grabbing the other nipple with her teeth and pulling on it, with some force. It was now I saw Kylie's navel piercing, which fascinated me. I wondered what they were for? In the end I left it as decoration or something. I watched as Trish undid the zipper of the jeans. Then, grabbing both sides of the jeans pulled them of Kylie's hip, taking her panties with it. Kylie, then laid back on my.