In the dimly lit booth, I could see he was huge.It hung at least nine inches long and it was not yet fully hard.“Suck that dick, slut…” He told ...me in firm, but soft tone. My thong started to get soaking wet at same time I opened my red lips and grabbed that cock with my fingers. I leaned in and almost instinctively kissed and licked up and down his enormous shaft. The bastard soon started to fuck my mouth in a very rough way; making me to gag sometimes. He smiled as he saw my tears…He moaned as. What the hell did I do this time?She's holding a pair of garden shears that I recognize as belonging to our neighbor across the street, a guy in his late forties. She was supposed to return them this morning.“You're not going to kill me, are you?” I say, hoping to pry a laugh out of her. It's not working.“Claudia,” Britt says, “our fucking neighbor. Do you know what he did when I went to return these?”“Uh, no.”She shifts her weight. “I walk in, we have a pleasant chat, and then he tells me to. She laid her head on my shoulder and I felther hands slide down from my back to my butt. I partedour heads and stared into her beautiful brown ebony eyesand sang the last few verses to the song. Then the songfaded into the next song, “How Could I Live WithoutYou”, by Leann Rimes. And out of nowhere, just as my singing ceased, Maryclosed her eyes and kissed me. When I felt those thick,soft lips on her tongue and mine enter into my mouth; Ilost all control of my emotions. I slid my. Along the wall in front of us were literally hundreds of classic cars and trucks from the fifties on up. Hubba had to have been an avid collector or he had a whole bunch of car thieves working for him."Harry, there are enough weapons down at the other end to stock the Army of any country. There are tanks and jeeps and every kind of transport you can think of. Most of those look like they were all surplus and have been completely rebuilt from the frame up. Hell Harry, they all look like they are.