The most dangerous was identified and dispatched first and Marcus and I had culled the list pretty well.The "Back Alley Slasher" had disappeared from ...he radar. I wasn't certain if I had killed the man himself or if I had killed the man who supplied him with victims. It was equally as likely that the attrition rate among pimps had caused the others to pull back slightly and rethink some of their practices.The fact that I had retaken a vast majority of the trade meant finding a whore was a. ”Your mom want to see you..”. She took me to upstair in a different room now.As I entered the room, I saw Rajat sitting beside my mom.My mom almost cried seeing me.I ran towards her and embrace her.I saw the bite mark of Rajat in her breast.My mom was looking tired and her eyes were full.It seems to me that she was crying whole day.Rajat left the room.”You can spend the whole time with your boy”.I have never seen my mother giving so much attention to me.She was telling me some stories that my. As her cunt spasms milked his cock, he pounded her hard several more times, driving her through her orgasm.Her husband's performance and the uninhibited cries of the woman he was fucking drove Stacy over the edge of her own climax. She snarled and her pussy clamped down on Frank's cock with more strength than her body should be able to produce. As a strange, strangled sort of sound slipped out of the older man's lips, Stacy shouted at him, "Oh god damn it yes. Oh fuck, I'm cumming."Betty came. ?Go home Sheri, I don’t want you here,? I instructed, walking away from her.I went back to work on the bike until the dogs began barking and pulling at my shorts, letting me know it was time for them to eat. Smiling at them, I began putting the tools away in one of the cars and locking it before we walked back to the house. I stopped dead in my tracks when I noticed Sheri’s car was still parked in front of the house. After scanning the yard and not seeing her, I picked up my pace until I.