You big-titted slag. You love doing this don’t you? How many men have come in your mouth I wonder? Is it hundreds?” She doesn’t respond. “IS I...?” I almost shout. She mumbles her assent. “More than five hundred?” She waves a hand side to side. So about five hundred. “God, think of all the cock you’ve sucked and all the spunk you’ve swallowed over the years, you filthy street walker. Gallons of it! What a dirty old trollop you are. You dirty slag, with your big tits and your stockings and your. Taffy will you do the honors of pouring us a little wine sweetheart?" Drip asked me seductively."Yes" I reached over and filled three flutes with the aromatic concord and passed one over to Knocka then Drip. We sipped the classic vintage as Drip lit a thickly rolled Dutch. Knocka reached over for the tiny silver spoon and sniffed the powder lightly into both her nostrils. She wiggled her nose a little, tilted the wine to her lips and laid her head back on the Blue crushed velvet couch. Drip. I said I will pick her up the other day and went to sleep early that night on my bed it was hard time. I was wondering if she looked the same. did she find any bf as she didn’t have anyone. I was waiting for the morning eagerly and I went to pick her up in the station. I was surprised to see that she didn’t change a bit. She was very normal to look at boobs that were not too much but not too less just perfect.Her figure would have been 32-28-38 her eyes were the most awesome things and she had. His boxers came next with her helping him step out of both. Jennifer reached up and grabbed his throbbing cock with her right hand and began to slowly pump it.“Your cock is bigger than Tim’s,” she said as she continued to pump it.“You have seen his cock but never had sex with him?” Brady asked.“Yes,” Jennifer replied. “I have given him hand jobs and one time a blowjob. But that is it. He has never seen me naked or stuck his hands under my clothes.”“Mm, I look forward to seeing you naked but.