I do not know who my father was, my mother was a good time girl and died when I was ten. By then I had learned to pick pockets like a pro and was work...ing on learning how to bypass alarms. There were five major crime organizations in the capital and a couple of dozen gangs. There were also illegal gaming halls and drug dens.No one knew how many people lived outside the city. The farmers and ranchers were more than willing to put someone in the ground if they tried to force them to do anything.. His moaning only mademe want his load all the more... stoking and sucking on his cock andsmoking at the same time was just such a turn on. Hmmmmmmm my clittywas hard in my panties... That's when I felt them being removed.I looked back to see a black man with his dick out moving up to my assit was huge!!! He then told me if I let him fuck my ass and I was goodhe would buy me another pack! So I reached behind and guided his cockto my hole he kept spitting on his cock and my ass lubing it up.... He might give himself a hard time for blowing plays but he damn well made up for it and trained harder. The guys all knew that and expected nothing less from him. A deep voice boomed at him on the phone. “Jennings, my man! I knew you’d pick up.” “Yeah, yeah. What time is everyone meeting up?” “We’re all heading down after ten, and if you puss out like you did the other night I’m going to tackle your speedy ass tomorrow.” “That’s if you can catch my ass. I’ll see you in a bit.” Without. His moans only make me more conflicted: loving the rush of a stranger's cock filling the hole that you own, but scared of the consequences I will later face from you. "David is a lucky man to have a young little slut like you to come home to," I hear one of them say as a cock brushes my lips and I greedily open them, meeting the tip with my tongue. More footsteps are in the room now and I hear, "Holy shit, did we get lucky? David won't be here for at least a half hour." My hands are placed.