She has her tracking apps and tells you when you must have sex and when you can’t. She’s even tried to control when you jack off, telling you that... you need to save up to make a baby. That hasn’t been a concern this week because you have been working long hours and haven’t had much time to sleep, never mind time to get frisky or even just take care of your own needs.You know that once you finish this up, you will finally be able to go home, however, you also know that it will likely take you. You jump back on to the bed and wrestle Hollie's skirt up around her waist, exposing her black G-string. The skimpy strip of material hugs the folds of her pussy, a damp patch clearly visible. You bury your face between her lovely long legs and gnaw at her crotch through her underwear, your nostrils full of her aroused scent. She moans and raises her hips to you. She has put on her G-string underneath her stockings and suspenders, so you can't take it off easily. You decide to tear it off. It wasn't hard to find a few pawnshops and I bought some bargains while I asked around. I was looking to turn most of my bills into gold. A few bucks for information and I got the word about where I could find the best deal.I also found a really nice old Colt Single Action Army while I was poking around. I asked to see it because something looked a little funny about it. When I had it in my hands I realized that it wasn't original at all. The handgrips looked right but the barrel and the. The man looked as if he had been made in a lab and not born from the coupling of two human beings."So ..." the man started, and Jake could swear he looked a bit amused."I'm Jake," Jake offered his hand quickly, and the man shook it shortly."So Jake, how do you plan on repaying me?" For what?"The man chuckled softly, making Jake squirm a little in his place. "Saving you back there?"Something in the way Klaus said the last word made Jake grow hot a little. What the hell? He thought. The man's.