Jordan showed me the guy’s 8 inch cut cock and man, Jordi you are one lucky dude. Finally, after what feels like decades, the cock… uh oops, I ...eant clock… strikes 9pm and I hit up Tony about tomorrow. He confirms and is willing to pick me up at 10 am from the same parking lot that the other Tony picked me up from. What a coincidence. I let Jordi know about the plan once again; Tony will pick me up, take me back to his house, make me worship his cock and blow his load in my mouth, then, drop. Pounding up my pussy, making me feel good again... screwing me the way Bill was screwing Debby."For some reason, she could not say why, those last few words seemed to excite her that much more. Bill screwing Debby... Bill screwing Debby... They had looked so beautiful together, fucking in the candlelight... No, no! her mind screamed. This isn't right... this is wrong... I have to go to sleep... forget about this... tomorrow morning I'll take the kids aside separately and talk to them, tell them. I grew up with my mom who is a Russian from St. Petersburg. No fancy cars for us.”“Something happened to her?”Danny wagged his head. “She had some trouble. It was decided that I was better off living with my father until she recovers. She’s doing much better already.”“You dad must be loaded.”Danny shrugged. “I guess he is. He’s nice, though, and not aloof at all. He started small, you know.”“Still, you landed right in the clover, Danny-Boy,” Caitlyn maintained. “I s’pose you spent a few weeks. Can we see Si’s money?”What Brad had noticed with a feeling of triumph was the sick look on Si’s face just before the gavel came down. His information was correct and he had won his gamble: It was more money than Simon had.“He’s right, Si,” the auctioneer said. “Now let’s see your cash.”At this point Si’s general obnoxiousness did him in. He tried to borrow $200 from the others, but was greeted by stony silence. One woman summarized the feelings of the group succinctly: “If you think I’m going.