Looking inside the pouch she saw a bunch of green bills dropped haphazardly inside. At least he was a successful drug dealer ... until he met Ms. Mous...e. She snapped the chain and placed the pouch into her purse.Then she walked out of the alley and continued her quest for a trash can or dumpster where she could drop the bagged blouse. Deciding to walk up to 3rd she turned at the next corner. It was now around 10 o’clock and Linda was getting tired. It had been a very eventful day.Streets in. She reached for the semi hard cock and started to stroke it. Mom asked me if she should suck it and I told her to do whatever she wanted. I could not believe it when my mom knelt down and started to suck this strange cock. She had told me she never sucked a cock before but she was going after this one. After a minute the cock rewarded her efforts by spewing its load into her mouth. Mom gagged a little but swallowed the load. She came up all excited, mom said that she had always wanted to do. Someone apparently urinated in her lunch box. Apparently she once came out of her changing room to find loads of first years, who had been looking in, wanking, and they wouldnt stop even when she came out and shouted at them. The only thing she could do was to try to barge threw them, and they all gathered around her, wiping their dicks on her. it worked because of the solidarity. everyone was doing it, and no one would admit to it or tell on anyone else, so the staff couldnt really do. Apparently that wish was about to come true. Perhaps not as quickly as I would have liked, though. After I'd scrounged up a fairly nice meal — nice being defined as a meal that a) didn't make either of us ill and b) included a vegetable — Jill announced that she had a few phone calls to make. Either there were more than a few, or Jill's phone calls lasted a lot longer than mine. I did have a long conversation (by my terms) with Tanya, with whom I'd finally managed to exchange cell phone.