I looked forward to seeing this particular fight. Once it was eight o'clock, the fight had just gotten started. Andy was the first to enter. He had sh...ort, red hair, sparkling blue-green eyes, a ripped bod, and was wearing blue-and-white board shorts. Then, his opponent Juan Miguel stepped into the ring. He had black hair, brown eyes, a Lady of Guadalupe tattoo on his back, and wore black-and-gold board shorts. The bell rung and the guys started fighting. I cheered for Andy and watched as he. Knowing what was expected of her, she smiled up at them and waited.It didn’t take long for a couple of the boys to step up. A quick minute later, Carole was surrounded by boys with their pants off and their cocks out.“Wait, wait, wait,” Billy called from his chair. He got up hurriedly brought his phone up to the crowd surrounding his mom. A minute later, with some arranging, Billy took a photograph with his phone. He sent it to me via text. It was awesome. There was Carole, my wife…his. She gave Tiffany a small kiss on the lips and pulled the sheet up to cover the girl’s nudity. “And good night.”“Night, Hailey,” Tiffany said. Phil put his arm around Hailey and turned to the door. “Oh, Mr. Warner, aren’t you forgetting something?”He glanced back at Tiffany who had puckered her lips in an exaggerated manner. He laughed and leaned over and kissed her lightly on the lips.“Your boyfriend is trying to make out with me when I’m naked,” Tiffany said. “I think he digs me.”“I do dig. Malva was a refugee from Syria, she sold her self to traffickers so her family could leave that war torn hellhole. Malva ended up in this shit hole and working to pay off the mamasan that bought her. Malva was fair skinned and well endowed, she was very unique and exotic to foreigners as many westerners thinks that everyone in the middle east is tanned skinned. She is very popular, especially in her belly dancer costume with her veils, she was one of the most expensive girls here. For that.