When she got in the house. She started to lick her fingers Then she dipped them back in her pussy an put up to my nose. Man did it stink. She sa...d does it smell bad enough to eat. I said smells goog to me. Then she got on her nees and told me to get my dick out she wanted to choke on it. So I took it out and she went to deep thought mu cock I started to face fuck her hard. She stopped and told me that she loved it hard. We did that for about 30 min and I told her she was going to. F-fucking wrecked... !” she said, slurring her words terribly.“Hey,” I said. “I’m uh ... not a taxi...”“M-m-my address ... is...” the girl slurred again, barely able to talk. “My address ... is ... is...”Her voice trailed off and her head fell back. It was quite obvious to me ... she was passed out!What the fuck? I was trying to process what the hell was going on here. Some drunken chick had just gotten into my van ... and she thought I was a taxi!Part of me said, pull over to the curb and dump. If you leave it sitting on the original shipping chassis, it’s personal property, like a car or a microwave oven. Take it off the chassis and install it on a permanent foundation and it’s real property, and the interest rate on a loan is about 80% less. So she was able to get a mortgage loan at an interest rate so low that the monthly payment was less than her car payment. Then she got a home improvement loan to build a spacious bathroom with a large stall shower and connect the little house up. I always heard how dirty and bad "those" type of magazines were.After a while I started feeling a small tingle between my legs, the more I thought about the nudie mags. I could just not get the picture of the half-naked women out of my head. It was starting to make me excited. By the time dinner had come and gone it was all I could think about; I had worked myself up and was feeling really horny.When I found myself unconsciously squeezing my breasts and playing with my nipples, I realized that.