?And have the bleeding hearts all over us? Most people understood what it was we’re accomplishing. A dead hooker doesn’t hang around blighting the... streets, or hitting on taxpayers’ sons and husbands. Nor do pimps make money when their girls keep going missing. But to auction them off as inexpensive slaves, that was a political hot potato. But since you were only buying them for their legs and feet anyhow, the problem just? went away.??You mean giving me the girls for nothing, except my silence. "Not really. You asked and I answered, but don't worry, I realise you won't do it. For a start you'd have to lift your skirts so that I can see them properly. Flashing me wouldn't prove anything."Janet glared at him. Brenda nudged her and said, "You started it. Do we back down or call his bluff?"Janet switched her glare to Brenda, then giggled at her quizzical look. "I will if you will," she said.At Brenda's answering giggle and nod, the two girls turned slipped off their panties and put on. “Who is this girl?” I wonder as I now have a stunning stranger pulling my meat. She has slipped her other hand through the slit in the side of her overalls at waist level and is stroking her pussy.“I wonder if she is shaven or bald,” I muse, enjoying the attention from the young vixen.In front of us, Tom is now fucking you with all of his 10 inches, driving deep with every length! And you are on the verge of your second climax of the evening.“Oh this is getting too much,” says the Abby, as you. As he brought his finger back up,it opened her pussy lips slightly, and the sweet odor ofher pussy began to fill the air. “Ohhhhhh, godddd!” Larry sighed while pullinghis finger back up slightly inside her slit. Just as he reached her clit, she jumped a littlethen let out a slight, almost inaudible moan. Larryquickly pulled his hand back. I saw that Sandy was still sound asleep, but Iwasn’t sure if this type of activity would wake her upor not. He looked at me and I nodded.