I let out a world weary sigh and my shoulders slumped. If I ran, the next thing getting shot would be me. "Let's go see der boss, Micky," smiled Carbo...e, putting a massive hand on my shoulder. "I always liked you Mick, so if he says you gotta go away, I'll do it real quick and clean." "Gee, thanks, Sal," I replied. We went to see the boss. "Micky fuckin Bumfelt, you fuckin degenerate gambling asshole," laughed Richie Bettino. "When will you ever learn?" He patted my cheek with chubby fingers.. It framed her angelic face as she inserted my tool into her mouth and began to slowly suck on me., working my man tool in and out of her mouth. I grabbed her hair and helped to hold it back while she feverishly attacked my tool.“Tell me,” she requested, “before you cum.”“I’ll give you fifty dollars to swallow,” I shot back.“You double that, and you can fuck me,” she replied.“Consider it doubled,” I said.Amy stood up and peeled out of her tight-as-hell jeans, and then she silently slipped out of. I wasn't seen; she was far too busy! I had only been out of the housefor just over 6 minutes and she was lying on the floor with her legs wideopen, her shirt undone. She was squeezing her nipples and massaging herbig tits while the dog lapped at her cunt with gusto. I watched and aftera few minutes I could see the signs of her impending orgasm. She put herhands on her thighs and grabbed hold of her cunt lips and pulled her cuntas wide as she could to get as much of the dog's tongue on her. Walking out, I chatted with my fellow performers. I learned that the brunette who had caught my eye was named Jill. I didn’t get to learn much more than that the first night. We started blocking out the play the next night, actually standing on the part of the stage where the scene would be acted out. Sets weren’t constructed yet so we used our imagination. The play was set in an English manor house which had been converted into a small hotel. Jill was the innkeeper’s wife and my character was.