The bridge of her nose was small in length and petite. A softly applied shade of blush on her cheeks complimented her white but lightly tanned skin. R...d lipstick lay neatly applied within the traces of her lips, softly contrasting her small curved chin. “Hello,” Frank greeted with a simple nod. The girl's lips simply curved into a small smile as she pulled her right hand away from her chest, bringing slender right fingers up into a nervous single waving motion.Frank's gaze diverted briefly to. “So, we’ll open like normal. I’ve spent the last week going through records and working on suppliers. The customers shouldn’t notice anything different.”“Except Steve isn’t here.” I said.Chris nodded.“And Liz. I swear to fuck, if I see her again, I’m gonna kill her.”“Just don’t do it at the club, OK?” Chris said as he stood up.“I’ll do my best.” I replied as I stood up.A week later.“You’re going without me?” Kayla shrieked.“Yes. You need to stay here with the girls. I need to do something.”“I. Strong, moist, delicious.“You’d better come in”, I said. I step back into the room, holding the door for our guest so she gets an eyeful of what’s waiting for her, get rid of the robe and go back to my girl. Taking her head in my hands, I angle her face to suit, and press the tip of my cock to her lips. She welcomes me in, staring into my eyes as she does, a quizzical expression on the bit of her face not distended by erect cock. I go balls deep and pause. The feeling of power is. Debbie thought she would throw up from the horrible rancid taste of his spittle. Still holding her golden ponytail he pulled her further down until she was on her knees among the wet crud of the alley. "Suck me bitch and do it fast.," he hissed as he pressed her face into his crotch.Debbie smelled the sickening aroma of urine and stale wine as her nose was rubbed along his fly. She had no choice but to fumble with his belt and zipper and lower the filthy pants. Standing boldly from a mat of.