Still on my hands and knees, I lean forward, pressing my lips the front your pants with my hot breath breathing against it, feeling your dick start to... stir. Encourage that it missed me; I kiss your growing hard-on. I can tell you don’t want to break this easily, with your stubborn hands still hanging along your sides. But your body is betraying you as your hips press forward, towards the heat of my mouth. I continue kissing the outside of your bulging pants with my warm lips, tracing your. You were not going to have mercy on me. You thought you were going to just rape me. You thought you were going to make me pregnant and ruin my life. I’m not going to have mercy on you now. Karma, bitch! (slaps his ass hard) KARMA, MOTHERFUCKER! (slaps him two more times while still ramming his face)(Katrina takes her cock out of Joe’s mouth and bends down to look him in the eyes)Katrina: Now the real fun is going to begin. You’re going to be the one raped until I cum and fill YOUR ass. YOU are. I wanted her mouth around my stiff cock. Betty wrapped her lips around my cock head. She could barely take a couple of inches into her mouth before she started to gag. I guess I was too big to swallow down. I tried to force her head down even more onto my pole. Betty's cheeks were puffed out and saliva was dripping from the corners of her mouth. There was only so much of my black dick that she was going to take in her mouth. She continued to suck what she could until I was completely erect. My. The Jefferson still catered to over the road truckers, and out of town craft type workers. Those customers barely covered the cost of running the place. All the profits were from the sale of products to nurses. On paper we were pouring money into the Jefferson, but in reality we were running dope money through it. A large percentage of our real customers paid with credit cards which I would have preferred not to be the case. Those customers were the ones who paid the bills. Mike walked out with.