‘Best watch yo’self’. Sarah was late. It was already three thirty and she had some serious shopping to do before the end of the day. The biggest...party of her life was at the weekend and she just HAD to get a new dress. As she sped along in the eighteenth birthday present her Dad had bought her she chatted on her mobile to her College friend Cassy. Both were in their final year as well as cheerleaders for the football team. So far the main topic of conversation had been another party the. He's turned on, but Jill's bored. She closes her eyes and rests her head on the mattress. Her cock hasn't been hard all night. She can't get turned on by his average cock and below-average skills.She could go to sleep, but she wants to be a good whore. She fakes all kinds of moans and pleasurable sounds as he gets what he paid for. He's been fucking her over a half-hour, and she figures that's about enough. She starts working her ass muscles to milk his cock.He only survives a few more strokes. One evening in the summer holidays which was a new moon, the streets were darker even in the street lights. I and my friend used to hide in the same place. That day my maid’s daughter Mathi (she was elder than me and my friend) came with us and we hid in a place that couldn’t be found easily. And it was tightly packed by us.Mathi was lying on the wall, facing her boobs and my friend was standing behind her. I was standing side to Mathi and watching. That time, when I saw my friend, he was. Topper will be willing to vouch for him."Angela was not playing around. She had the .44/40 Remington firmly against the marshal's neck. Angela had been covering the deputy. She picked up the deputy's gun and gave him a kick-start. He took off running toward the wharf. Then she came over and retrieved the marshal's gun. Angela stepped back."Now, where were we, Oh yes. You on the big wagon, use your left hand and get that gun out. Now throw it into the back of the wagon. We'll keep that one,".