"I got the other twenty, but it's in pound coins. And that'll fuck with you, right? Weigh you down when the cops come. Jingle in ya pocket. Fookin' ni...htmare."He sighed and threw the bag of weed to Ezra. He never sold Ezra his best stuff and Ezra was either too naïve to know or was knocking it out at a high enough margin to care. It didn't bother him, either way. He got rid of his "crap gear" for a decent price – even with the discount Ezra always managed to negotiate.Ezra smiled, and his. When at last Elsa and I were able to talk, she said Khan had yelled at her for telling me, then said he'd really hurt me bad if she said anything more to anyone.She had promised him that she would do anything he told her to do. She had worn a dress that buttoned down the front, no bra and now after seeing Khan, no panties. Her faced was flushed, I could tell that she'd had climax. I could always tell by the flush on her cheeks.She gave me the news from home, but within 20 minutes Khan and his. He turned down the covers, washed her arms, her breasts and her belly. He washed both her legs which were scuffed and bruised, being careful with her injuries. He gently washed her small white feet and dried them. He held one in his hands and studied it, then planted a kiss on it. Then he went to his dresser and found some dusting powder and lightly went over her with the feather puff.He then stood back and admired her female beauty, lying there nude and so still on his big mahogany masculine. He was already hard.Chanel took out his eight-inch dick and bent down to begin sucking it.“Damn, baby girl! That mouth is right,” David groaned. “I wanna fuck you so bad.”“Well, fuck me then, daddy,” Chanel cooed.“Get that li’l ass in the bedroom then.”Chanel ran to her room and David followed behind her. He wanted to shove his meat deep inside her guts. Over at AutoTrends Insights, the Israeli had arrived. He was a thick-built, olive-toned, man with large hands and feets. He was fondling his.