These damned SUVs are diluting the gene pool. So, I have to get more selective. The women I crave drive full sized pickups. I mean, a girl in an SUV w...ll give you a blow job, but if you want a blow job that sucks you eyes into the back of your head, find a bitch in a pickup. Don't mess around with those baby pickups. I mean, shit, driving one of those is like driving a car.No, to get the proper attitude, she'll be driving a large V8, and it should be old. It's a plus if the truck is filthy and. I myself have cum half a dozen times and feel like I am empty of cum. I look at myself in the mirror to see the evidence of four cocks cumming on my face at various times. I smell like sex. I turn around and open my ass to check out how my sphincter is doing when I notice something written on my lower back. It looks like handwritten stuff. A Scorecard! There were the names, Jay, Matt, Mike, and my neighbors name. Under each one were hash marks. It looks like last night as I was in a. ’ Miss Payne laughed as she approached her nemesis, this was going to be darkly sweet. Red Passion reached inside her top and pulled out the amber crystal from around her neck, it cast its glow into Slave’s eyes as he approached but he barely broke stride and Miss Payne laughed again. She had strengthened Slave’s resistance to Red Passion’s device over the past few days and Red Passion now screamed in panic. Slave was close to her now and Red Passion backed away before gesturing over a diamond. "Come in, I guess," he said, nervously. Eric was a referral, and clearly was nervous about hiring a whore for the first time."I'm Jessie," I said as bright and bubbly as I could, walking past him into the living room."Um, I'm Eric," he said; I could feel his eyes on my ass.I looked around the neat living room – a mauve couch draped with a crochet dolly, a shelf full of Hummel figurines, a glass coffee table on which rested a single book – and noticed a hallway leading deeper into the house, to.