Might just earn a couple of bob,(pre-decimal slang for shillings for those who don't know)!Off we went to his shed and he said,"You'd better take your...t-shirt off boy,it's really dusty in here and you don't want your mum to bawl at you"So,there I was in just my white nylon footy shorts,shifting boxes and soon the sweat was rolling off me like a pig,while Mr A was offering encouragement from the packing chest he was sat on!Lazy sod,thought I,I'm doing all the graft and he's just sitting there. " And, the evening is still young." I'm savoring every moment of it."Their server set plates before them. Rachel regarded her dinner. "This looks good. It's so big!" The way you said that -- I can't tell if it's a complaint or a compliment." Silly..." She scooped a forkful. "Mmm ... It is really good." She scooped another. "I realized -- you know what I do for a living but I don't know what you do." I'm a big crack dealer," he replied. "No, seriously -- I'm an office drone -- one of the cogs in. You wouldn’t be here if you weren't. But yes, it can be much ‘worse’. Have you ever had your pussy cropped?” You quickly shake your head with wide eyes. “The best part isn’t the crop itself, it is the the fucking afterward.” She smiles as you blush thinking about him fucking your pussy after something like that. Despite Angel’s occasional pauses you get the floor cleaned up quickly.In the kitchen Angels shows you what to prepare. While chopping a carrot you ask “Angel, how did you become his. “No, sir,” she replied quietly.“What’s that?” Damon said, a big shit-eating grin spreading across his face. “You want me to stick my cock in your mouth?” This time he forced her head to nod. “You’re a dirty little slut! Open wide, bitch.”Jodie obeyed, letting Damon push his cock between her lips. She loved giving head; it was one of her favourite things to do, ever since the very first blowjob she’d given, back in college.“No gag reflex,” she’d told Marcel proudly, when they’d met in the.