"I giggled, "You know I will." I checked my makeup one last time in the passenger visor-mirror, gave Kevin one last kiss, and slid out of his new Hond... CRV.It was a flashy car, and quite expensive, but we were raking in the dough, and we did need a car. My boyfriend had changed a lot since he found out just how dedicated to customer service I was; he became more assertive, more commanding with me.He was my pimp, and my boyfriend."You look hot," he called out as I walked away. I wore a tight,. If this shocks you, then you are in for a real treat this afternoon. Do me a favor and snap some pictures. You can text them to mom and your dad to prove that I didn’t trick you into letting me have a leisurely morning,” she said. She told me I might as well send a few to Joe as well.It was still early, and I usually might just be waking up on a lazy Saturday if I was back at our apartment.The chicken feed consisted of dried barley, grains and occasional sesame seeds. I mostly poured it on her. JB was always dressed in worn tight jeans, a t-shirt, and a leather vest. He had medium length blond curly hair and a hint of a mustache. I noticed a small “A” tattooed on his upper arm just like the one on Bo and Adams arms. It must have a special meaning like a gang emblem. All of the guys had trim firm bodies and under any other circumstance, I would be glad to service them, but right now Adam was going to be in charge of this gangbang. “Open my jeans, cocksucker. You’re going to make me. Their lips did their dance again, and she felt his mouth smile as it worked. After a while, she got up, standing on her knees on the bed next to him. She reached down with an X of her arms and tugged at the bottom of her gray sweater, pulling it up and over her head to reveal a nearly see-through black, lace bra. He could see her nipples standing out against the fabric, and was surprised to see that she bad a bar going through her left one. Then she was back on top of him, their bare stomachs.