..what?" "I wish it was a joke but we are in dire need an if you said no...its ok I understand I just dont know what we are going to do" "well mom i g...ess...I want to help this family any way i can....an if thats the only way I can...then....I guess..." A small tear ran down her cheek an Stacys wipes the tear away "awww don't cry.." Gives her a small kiss an holds her "Maybe there is something else that you could do that would be very helpful as well...I know a person who...will pay...alot. .But now onto this stranger’s bed, his hands slipped up my thighs until they cupped my buttocks. His thumbs then pressed against my damp pussy lips, slipping between them. My groan was muffled, half in protest and half in encouragement. I writhed beneath his strong hands, pressing myself harder against him. I could not help but want him, whoever he was."Not so fast, babe.." Came his whisper in my ear. His weight lifted from me, but, before I could react, his hands were on my hips, turning me. I was not trying to steal photographs of strangers in itself, but to capture a moment of life that is all. Looking up I saw no reason to stop a car at the curb in front of me. A man in his forties spoken, elegant and out went round to open the door of his passenger. These movements were slow, full of care when opening the door and helping the person out. I understood the reasons for seeing tans attention out of the sedan a blindfolded woman, blonde hair pulled back. She wore a beautiful black. "We will win with at least three goals difference," I said, "losing this game is impossible."“I think you will lose—you think you will win by three goals?" he mused. "Are you so sure? pretty girl with nice lips, so sure that you might wager a bet with me?"I thought about it. "Yes, why not. What do you want to bet?" If Italy wins then I will pay you 200 pounds, but if Italy wins by at least three goals I will pay you 1000 pounds. But if Italy loses, tonight you have to give me a blowjob and.