If I ran, the next thing getting shot would be me. "Let's go see der boss, Micky," smiled Carbone, putting a massive hand on my shoulder. "I always li...ked you Mick, so if he says you gotta go away, I'll do it real quick and clean." "Gee, thanks, Sal," I replied. We went to see the boss. "Micky fuckin Bumfelt, you fuckin degenerate gambling asshole," laughed Richie Bettino. "When will you ever learn?" He patted my cheek with chubby fingers. "Relax, Micky, I ain't gonna clip yer," he continued. "I. She fucks him hard, pounding his ass with deep strokes, repositioning her hands onto his shoulders as she leans back. Her long thighs rock with her ass, which is tight and clenched, her dick is thick, and long, and she watches joyously, as the base of her wand slides in and out of his hairy asshole. "Are you ready baby?" Says Summer, feeling kundalini move like waves across her body, continuing to gently fuck him with her dick. "Yes, baby," he replies. Summer leans over him, pounding him faster. I’m fairly certain that you come from a broken home and that you live mostly on the street.” The odds had certainly suggested this.“I do, this me that is, sort of anyway. I do have a fairly unpleasant sort of aunt that I occasionally do go home to, where she and her husband drink up the money I’ve earned from selling flowers. In return, there’s sometimes a hot meal and a mattress and blanket on the floor that is at least fairly clean and also warm and dry. They don’t beat me much, if I have. / As this ring has no end / neither shall my love for you.”The preacher finishes, “Bernard Townsend and Elizabeth Morgan, you have consented together in holy matrimony before God, have pledged your vows to each other, and have exchanged rings as tokens of your love and commitment to each other. In accordance with the laws of the state of Colorado, with the authority of God’s Word, and with great joy, I now pronounce you husband and wife.YOU MAY SEAL YOUR VOWS WITH A KISS!”Bernie kisses me.