"For a minute, Fuller stops breathing. He is dressed in a business suit standing at a busy downtown street corner across from a park. He looks down at...the panhandler. She is dressed in old blue jeans and a man's faded, plaid, wool shirt.She's thin with long brown hair. Her hair is parted in the middle. Her face has a pale, innocent, almost angelic look.In other circumstances, she could be a young college student, an artist, or the daughter of a business associate. There is nothing exceptional. “A fuck and a suck, my little dog”Soon I felt her relax as john smoothly slid in and out of her pussy while she sucked joyously on my rampant cockI nodded towards frank, his cock bulging in his hand, he had liberally covered it in Vaseline, he straddled Pauline from behind, spread her arse cheeks, and pushed his well lubricated covered cock into Pauline’s tight arsehole, she tensed up, I hit her with the belt “be a good bitch” I criedFrank spanked her arse for her as I pulled out of her mouth,. She had spent the last three weeks doing everything possible to entice him, but it had done nothing. Maybe he really did regret what had happened between them. She had tried wearing only a long t-shirt and panties while they watched t.v. together, lying on the floor on a pillow on her stomach, her legs bent at the knee, feet crossed, rocking back and forth. She knew that her t-shirt had inched up showing her bottom. Last night while they had watched an old werewolf movie together, Missy had. Flo was quiet during this time and facing away from me. I didn't think anything about it at the time but later I remembered."Sure. "What can I do?" I asked as I stood up to follow him to the basement."I want you to hold something for me while I attach it to the ceiling. Its not too heavy but I can't hold it up there and attach it at the same time and Alice is too short to hold it." Okay, it sounds easy." Trust me, it is and it'll only take a minute."When we got down stairs he took me over to a.