She sent Peter and Alf over to Hugo's with instructions to get Kim back and to find out if Hugo was okay.When Kim returned with Peter, she said, "We h...elped Helen put him on the bed and Alf said he was okay, just drunk. So I paid Peter and Helen was paying Alf for helping when we left." Helen was paying Alf? Whose idea was that?" asked Martha, worried.This wasn't a New House of Joy whore like Kim who doled out fucks as rewards to Alf and Peter like a fond aunt doles sweets to children; this was. Mustn't use the words evil and IRS together. They had eyes and ears everywhere, or so he was told. That must be rather painful, he pondered, with a chuckle.Still, there were always some advantages, which those of a magical persuasion, had over ordinary mortals. His shop was never in one place long enough for the state tax collectors to get hold of him, but the feds were another matter entirely. No one in their right mind would want that group coming after them. So he had made a few minor. The next instant, as I tried to getup, the car lunged forward, throwing me back down as we pulled out intothe street."Let me out!" I shouted."Aw quiet down, Red." The big guy in back pulled me onto his lap. Two ofthe other boys rode in the back seat with us as the one who'd snatched mypurse drove."Let's start getting friendly!" The big guy put his hand on my thigh."You don't understand," I squirmed, dislodging his hand. "I don'treally--" and then the worst happened.As I struggled to escape his. As I stepped around, I saw he has with little effort dropped his shorts and was standing in the middle of the gas station parking lot, completely naked. Standing there naked, with a rock hard cock that was even bigger that waiter. My cunt clenched up and I could hear it growl at me in hunger.“Dude you old guys are hot.” He said. “And easy.”“Fuck kid, how old are you?”“Old enough to tap your ass. Come on, I know you want it. I’m young hung and full of cum. Gimme dat boy puss before your old lady.