If you can't pay me at least $2000 today, I'm going to have to give you notice so I can rent this place out to someone who will actually pay me." Ther... is no way I'm going to have that much for another week or two," Cindy said frustration in her voice. "Can I just have two more weeks?" No, I don't think so," Mark said and pulled a piece of paper out of a folder that he had been holding."Please is there anything? I'll do anything if you will just give me two more weeks!" Cindy exclaimed before. I brought myself closer and closer to erupting into Branka and breeding her.That ache built. That wonderful, amazing moment of spurting jizz. I pounded her hard now. She moaned, her pussy convulsing around my cock. She cried out in rapture, her juices gushing out of her as she came hard.“Cum in me, President Futa!” she moaned. “Tie him! Let us win.”“Yes!” I panted, slamming into her cumming snatch. I just needed a few more strokes.“Prekleto!” roared the president.My head shot over. My eyes. I arranged for the best liquor and to excite the party I had arranged for few girls (Being in advertising industry has its own benefits. I invited all of them to my bachelor pad to have fun filled night. We all had just started the party by opening a tequila bottles, the girls started to get into groove after few shots and my cousin started to getting drunk.I was looking after all the friends when I saw one of the girls started taking off my cousin’s shirt and his friends encouraged him to go. In a few moments the spasms died down, leaving her a little spent, but still hot and horny. Eric and Angela were out, so she could not get satisfied there. She no longer went in for the cucumber bit as she once had. She needed a man (or woman) to satisfy her lust, and she was not sure where to find one. Being a slut sometimes had its disadvantages, she thought to herself. Just then, her cell phone rang. ‘Hello?’ ‘Hi, Jen?’ said a male voice on the other end. ‘It’s Alan.’ ‘Alan!’ Jennifer.