Just for a short time, he’d said! While he found a regular job and paid off his debts. And she’d fallen for it—how stupid! He’d sworn he’d ...ever gamble again and she’d fallen for it. Become a whore. What sort of man would want his girl to fuck other men? For money? It wasn’t right and if she was honest with herself, something had died between them when he’d pleaded with her to help him that way. She’d have it out with him when he returned. For now, she had to get dressed. The phone message. Ken admired it as well as her nylon covered legs before sliding the thong down. He placed on hand on her waist and the other around his shaft that he pointed to the crack in her butt.A jolt shot through Ken's body as the head of his cock made contact with the skin of her ass. He paused for a second and then slowly pushed himself inside. The pain of this large intrusion caused Vanessa to stifle a cry, but she said nothing and gritted her teeth.Just as Ken was attempting to push the head of his. "Jaye, swirl the cookie sticks in the melted ice cream, then slide them into your cunt." She looked around nervously, then sat back down and pretended to be searching for something in her purse as she did it, gasping as the cold ice cream hit her warm cunt. I was impressed with Robert's control over my wife and her willing compliance. "In and out!" When she had done it a few times He told her to give them to me. "Have a snack, B!" He said with a grin. i licked, then ate them. The taste of her. I swore revenge to that old crip, and sitting on the edge of the bed I saw that Hungarian perfume, which didn't held any meaning for me anymore, until my mind remembered that my boss has a son of about twelve years old....A package arrived for me but I didn't know who sent it, and when I opened it, a weird bottle containing a good cologne was inside.Sure, a chick went to my door to give me that present, and she was too timid to give it to me personally.Well tomorrow I will wear a dash of that.