They were the usual things: a newsagent / grocery store, a take-away, a betting shop, a pub and this, the dry cleaners. It had opened some five years ...arlier, much to my delight, for it could not have been more convenient. Over the years I had watched staff come and go with idle curiosity. Now there was Pam, according to the name-badge on her company shirt -- a rather sterile-looking navy blue with white details, which made her look as if she should be working in a dentists' surgery. She was in. " Said Krista, hanging up.Taking back the cellphone the man exclaims; "You really are a depraved piece of meat."-'I really am please use me up in unspeakable ways." She begged, convincingly.The man grabbed a large ribbed butt plug from a bag nearby. It's size easily too large for such a small girl. "-Be careful what you ask for." He spoke, while dipping the plug into a bucket of orange liquid.-"What is that?!" Asked Sierra, suddenly feeling mild concern over her choices."Hot sauce, ghost pepper. I drop down over your hard erection not allowing you to penetrate but letting you feel the wetness of my cunt. Of all that you were missing but was yet to come if you behaved. I tell you to say kneeling in front of me. Taking my tossed panties I rub them on my wet glistening pussy I hold them up to your quivering nostrils. I ask you , in a strong stern voice "Is this what you want?" " you like the scent of my cunt". Still you don't answer me, I bring my hand up and slap you across the face. I. " Now, Diamondmouth wasn't just a womanizer like most other dudes on the street -- no sir. There wuz something special 'bout him. Oh, yeah, something really special."Bitch starting to relax at this; musta figured things wuz going real smooth, and I see her body kinda lean back some, losing some tension as she got engrossed in the tellin' as it were."Ever since I know him," I says, "Diamondmouth wuz skinny as a trout; weak-eyed 'en weak-chinned, with this snaggle of teeth that probably never.