I know it's against the law, but a girl's got to make a living.Usually it's not much, only several hundreds of dollars each time. This way the banks w...on't be as eager to report the theft to the FBI. Any thefts look bad for a bank, so 2-3 hundred isn't worth the effort. And since I've been so good at it, the only way they'll know I wasn't the real account holder is when a customer reports an error in their account, and I'm usually long gone by then.And now, its time to conquer my latest victim.. The young Prince from Sumatra was making a fast exit from Hawaii after the father of his girlfriend arrived at his gated entryway with an impressive big bore shotgun and an irate look on his usually calm and placid face. It was beginning to look like another one of those paternity things that seemed to plague him wherever he traveled.Unfortunately, the weather was not as cooperative as anticipated and the five million dollar yacht went down in rough seas somewhere in the vicinity of Bali. I pushed back and thrust his shaft deep in me. I moaned and groaned loudly as he was balls deep in me. I started moving back and forth and then he grabbed my hips and started thrusting his cock in my ass. I was moaning and bucking, his cock shaft sliding in and out of my ass. I felt a sting as he slapped my ass while thrusting away and it was earth shattering tingles went through my whole body. He pulled out and turned me around pushed me onto the bed on my back and lifted my legs up and behind. ”Then, almost pleading with the girls, but in a firm voice I asked, “How about it?”They all thought for a second and came to realize how I felt. I’d pretty much forgiven Tom. He’d been a friend after all.“OK,” they acquiesced. “If that’s what you want,” filtered though into my head from the group.I know it was Stacey controlling things, but as we sat there Tom, wrapped in his Black Baseball Suit, floated into the room and settled himself right in the center of the table.“I know you heard us.