I’m talking about a fucking TON of money.Like 10 billion dollars.Would you take it?You would have to be a fucking idiot if you didn’t take it.One ...our of misery and you and all your friends could live like the Sultan of Brunei for the rest of your lives.Shit, you could write a book about the experience and make another 10 million on top of that.“I’ve got my price” would shoot to the top of the bestseller lists.It would be the subject of debate for hundreds of talk shows across the country.The. " We left for the common area. Shortly thereafter, Nicki and Charlie joined us dressed casually.Nicki was embarrassed when she said, "You caught us. We'll cover the doorknob with a sock to warn you away. We really didn't mean for you to see us. We enjoy each other. Neither of us were without experience before we met." She smiled at Charlie. "However, Charlie is great in the sack. I like sleeping with him afterwards which is a new experience. I had never enjoyed that before nor had Charlie. I. My butt" she giggled as the memories hit me, I still didn't have much blood flow up there so it was a little vague but I remembered what she meant, in particular the moment I had a grip on both of her ass cheeks."Oh, right... sorry about that" I said nervously, "relax, I'm not mad, it turned me on a bit too" she said, "it did?" I near enough shout in her face in shock. She lets out a slight laugh and shuffles ever so slightly closer to me, "yeah it did, I've never done a photo shoot like this. You not being able to get enough of my sweet pussy. Shit, you couldn't get enough of all my tight little holes could you?" she purred."Ooh, that's it," the flaxen haired whore with those tantalizing deep dark roots mumbled as my python hardened to blue steel straight at her words. Damn, I've always been a sucker for pillow talk."No denying that, tiny Tina," I admitted and picked up some speed. Shit. I needed to piss like a Kentucky Derby thoroughbred and just wanted to clear the deck. But being.