Two customers were injured by flying glass and one received a minor bullet wound in the leg, but Momma Ling’s Beauty Shop and Drug Emporium was perm...anently closed.Evidently, Cynthia Davidson wasn’t her real name either because officials could discover no valid driver’s license... or next of kin... or place of birth... or anything else. All of the equipment was evidently paid for, so once the police released the crime scene, the lease was voided out by the owners of the strip mall and it was. . c’mon, cowgirl, ride that bucking bronco!”That’s when I turned loose my rat-a-tat-tat moves on her, and had her in the midst of another climax before she knew what hit her. Stephie was a virtual fucking machine after that: “Oooohhhhh ... this way is ... wonderful!” she cooed into my left ear as her silky hair caressed my face and her tight snatch took hold of my dick like an iron fisted glove and I gushed what seemed a gallon or more of milky cream into her seemingly bottomless cunt. . The more I talked about what turned me on, the more she was liking what she was hearing.Then she really made my day by saying that she thought we could have some real fun together. I couldn't wait to hear what she had in mind and what she said sent me to the moon. She said that she had been wanting a white boy to have around for clean up duties after her Black Dick fuck sessions. She said there would be no pussy in it for me though. For my tongue, yes. For my dick, no. She asked if I had a. And his painted, stubby little dongle doesn't stay stubby for long - as we both know. I hope it's ingestible too!" If it isn't, you'll just have to wash his dick, umm dongle, before you eat it. You'll manage. Hi Steve. Nice paint! Those cords..." Wow you guys look hot! You're hiding just enough to tease. What exactly are you? Yeah, the silver marks on my chest are the AC plug and the cord painted around my right leg is the line to MY plug. I've already recharged Laura twice in this. On my back.