"Give me that pussy, tell me you like it." Neal gripped her hip meat to pull her into him.She couldn't be bothered to lie now. She came three more tim...s and was begging for him to cum now, but Neal wasn't tired. It was the greatest sexual performance my wife ever went through and a part of me was grateful he was recording it and maybe I could get a copy. Rewatching Karen cum over and over again, begging for his cum."Maybe you need to offer me something other than your mouth, or your cunt..." He. I say it went alright, just had some trouble finding the house. He chuckled and walked off. About ten minutes later my boss received a call from said customer and tells me they claimed the chicken wings were raw in the middle. He said that it was bullshit because all the wings came pre-cooked and we just heated them up. But it's a corporate company with product to spare so we comply with her demand.I returned with the replacement wings, this time the ticket says to come to the garage. I. I have to suck the stains and stinking sweat out of the prick pouches, and if I don't do a perfect job, I am punished. I also have to suck clean the underpants of several of the guys. To get the skid marks out, I have to chew and suck and really work the cotton material.>>> For most meals I eat canned dog food. It is always covered with jock spit or snot, loaded with buggers. Sometimes guys will piss on the food or jerk off on it, and now and then some shit will be mixed in with the food. "For. “Okay Brad and Abby, whenever you’re ready,” Farley prompted. They smiled, gripped the others hand and exhaled and tried to ease the grip on their microphones.‘Party for Two.’ Words and music by Robert Lange and Shania Twain.(Brad and Abby stood back to back. She turned to him, tapping him on the shoulder.)Hey, Brad, I’m having a party, wanna come? (Abby asked him with a seductive voice.) Nah, I think I’ll stay home and watch the hockey game (he spoke.) Oh come on, it’s going to be lots of fun.