He said you could handle my distribution problems,” Jessie said.“I hope he said, that maybe I could handle your problems. That is if I knew what y...ur problems were,” I suggested.“Well Mike said you had been working with him and he was very impressed with your efficiency.” Orange said.“Well I’m glad for the kind words of course. Frankly I’ve developed a group of customers over a three state area,” I said. “The shine season is about over, but the drinking season is never over.”“Yes and thank god. Both figuratively and literally. You wished for addictive semen, the capacity for unlimited male orgasms, and a box of Cuban cigars that was never empty.’ He paused. ‘How did that one work out for you, by the way?’ ‘I don’t fucking know!’ Leo shouted. ‘I never get to smoke ’em any-fucking-more because I’m stuck in this fucking room twenty-fucking-four hours a fucking day!’ Mikal held up his hands. ‘Now, Leo. Anger doesn’t help, here. And I don’t actually think ‘any-fucking-more’ is gramatically. She soon realized the man wanted to play with the son and this was how he could do it. The son never seemed to mind his dad's touches. The dad loved to suck the boy's cock as the boy ate her pussy. They would both fuck her, one in her cunt and one in her ass then lick their cocks clean and clean her ass and cunt. The boy loved to suck her full tits as dad licked his ass and played with his cock and balls. One day she told them "I want you both to lie on your sides and kiss. I want the kiss long. It's not your body I want- I already have that... Iwant you to beg each one of these men to fill that sluttypussy..."? I say loudly, even as Ireach one finger into your pussy.It slides in easily with all your juice coating it. I pull it out and rub itall along your lips. "Taste it, your body's betraying you. And very soon,you'll be begging us to fuck you." Never." you spit at me. With a swift hard motion, I slap your cheekwith the back of my hand, with a loud twack andcheered on by my men..