The laws up here made doing nearly any sort of business impractical and rather immoral, so nearly everyone had to work in the shadows with unsavory pe...ple upon occasion just to get anything done. Need some completely legitimate merchandise shipped interstate? You could pay a unionized trucker and wait at least a month or two and enjoy nearly 50% pilferage of the goods, or pay extra to a well organized gang that would get the job done swiftly and securely. Most would prefer and choose the gang.. "Yesssss," he gasped as I felt the first spurt of his cum splatter against my insides, "Oh my God, Yesssssss!" I held him tight and felt his cock jerking madly as it sprayed his cum deep inside me. "Fucking hell." he gasped breathlessly as he lay on top of me, his cock now feebly pulsating and spurting the last of his cum into my bowels, "You’re one, great fuck." Mmmm, so are you." I replied softly, "That felt fucking beautiful, and I can go home to bed tonight with your thick and creamy cum. You were once a soldier..." you say before you feel the stinging pain of your dads palm on the side of your face causing your head to turn.You aren't able to turn your head afraid of what your dad might do next. You suddenly begin hearing the booming voice of your dad shouting at the top of his lungs at you but you are unable to hear what he is saying due to the high pitch that has clouded your ears.He suddenly falls into silence as the gate opens. He stands and limps towards the window. Pure. .. what ... twenty-five or something like that?”“Twenty-six,” he said, his voice tight. “So what?”“Oh nothing,” she said, her voice light. “It’s just that the big strong man lives with his Mommy.” She giggled. “That’s so what. I can see why, though. No woman would have you!” She thought that was hilarious, and started laughing out loud.Of all the digs she could have tried to use against him, that one was probably the worst possible choice. If Bobby Dalton knew anything, it was that he was.