I repliedDELETE THEM OR I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU! She saidI think I'll put them up on facebook. I said.There was a long wait in between this message and ...the next but finally.:What do I have to do to get you to delete them?I'll be back later with some suggestions I sent.Smiling I got back to my beer."What are you grinning about?" Kevin asked. "Are you gonna get laid? Is she hot?" She's pretty fucking hot, Kevin," I said And you know what? I might just get laid. I thought.I got in at around 1AM.. Except, no. She wasn't going to find him. She was going to bring him to her, and them. She made some calls. The first guy, Chris, sounded a little taken aback. Tiffany wasn’t playing games anymore. She demanded he come to her place and bring some of his friends. She knew he was part of the sports team so she knew what to expect. Half an hour later knocking came from the door. She told whoever it was to come in. She firm about it. Four broad shouldered guys came in. They hardly got into the room. The whole effect was rather undermined by the definite wrinkles below her ears and the chief impression she gave was of being a faded pornographic photograph which had been handled much too often by grubby fisted small boys.Paula's greeting to Karl included showering him with kisses and groping for his prick quite oblivious of the two watching newcomers.Karl was merely irritated by this show of affection and snapped, "Stop it, Paula. Go to your room and I'll call you when I want you."Giving. Why?Leela: What about dinner today?Me: Yaa baby, why not?Leela: I will book in ****** hotel tonight. Be there at sharp 8.Me: Great!I was excited because she was the sexist MILF I had ever seen. So I left work at 5 pm and reached home to get ready. Trimmed pubic hair a bit and left for the hotel. By the time I reached the hotel, it was 8 30 pm. I called her on the number she sent me.She said with a sweet voice, “Hello baby, just sat on the table. Come to table number * .”When I reached the.