.. pick ‘em. Bread? Biscuit, of course — next question.I waited until a little after ten in the morning, between prime times for the two daily mea...s they served.I handed my Vanguard card to the oldest waitress, a genuine Flo type. And asked her about a former short-order cook, Pedro Morales.She was already shaking her head, “I been here the longest and he must have been before my time. Best bet is you ask the former owners; they sold the place some years back. The Corsinis.”I didn’t bother with. ”Lenny grabbed hold of Stella’s hair with one hand and put his other on her shoulder and began to fuck her harder and faster, mercilessly pounding into her white married pussy as she shrieked and gasped. In her chair Michelle had leant back a little and was moving Stella’s face about to get the most from her tongue, as she tried to steady her cell phone in order to capture her and her husband breaking in their first white neighbour. “Oh babe, this is so fucking hot watching you take her. Give. Pulled her pants down, her underwear and saw hairy thai pussy. Ask how much for everything, she said 1000, I said 500. she said okay. I turned over and she sucked my cock while I fingered her. She got wet, told me her husband did not have sex with her anymore. He told her if someone wants to pay to fuck her, then fuck them. She had not had a sex customer in three years. the pretty women got those. Sometime she would get a tip holing a camera while customer would fuck them. She left the room and. Sarah was laying on the bar, her shirt pulled up to reveal the bottom swell of her tits as a shirtless man took shots out of her belly button. And then there was a shot of Ella dancing on the bar. She'd shed her shorts in the first picture, prancing around in her bikini bottoms and that thin t-shirt. And then she was without the shirt, holding a hat to her chest.The boys were at the edge of their seats. Ilse ordered herself another bloody mary.The next picture had Ella with the hat covering her.