Toh baat hai jab maine apne pichli story likhi thi toh mujhe shilpa ka mail aya ke mujhe apki story bhut pasand ayi aur wo meri service lena chahti ha... pehle toh humne ek hafta baat ki fir usne mujhe bulaya milne ke liye wo gujrat ki rehne wali thi fir maine uske btaye hue din ki flight book ki aur main phunch gaya uske pass. Wo mujhe airport recieve karne ayi dosto main toh use dekhte hi oagal ho gaya man kar rha tha abhi sali ko pakad ke chod du fir main uske sath uski gadi main baith kar. Did you have a date?" No date, I hear I should have been here though. They say you were really blasted, so drunk that new Detective Bostic put you in a cab." Yeah, they tell me that too. Speaking of Anya, where is she tonight?" She and Blevins are working a bootleg bust. They are probably down in booking by now." Bootlegging huh, I guess there just aren't enough murders here to keep them both busy?" It was a question."Not many at all since the gangs have been keeping their heads down." That. As agreed she arrived at the hotel wearing a long black overcoat, undone to the point where her cleavage was visible, and looking down I gathered that the stockings i had requested were being worn.I offer her a glass of wine which she duly accepts, only asking if she can borrow the key to the room, just to freshen up.Of course, and I hand her the key. Give me five minutes and bring the wine up why dont you? she says cheekily.I watch her walk away, my cock already rock hard at the thought of. .DEEEEP.', HE YELLED OUT!Anne-Marie was fighting for air. She was being filled good and proper, taking her calorie intake well above the normal. One shot after another spat down her narrow throat, filling her tummy. Only way she could get air she told me was to wait until he was not pulling her head so tight onto him, then open her mouth as wide as she could and gasp in! Each time the spunk gurgled in her throat. She was though very happy. She loved the taste and feel of negro spunk. He.