?Tell them they can keepthe money, and watch, or join in even. If it helps, offer her some coke. Iguess you might as well know that your father always... has a huge stash withhim.? ?Dad does coke?!? I asked, in shock. ?Even I knew that Billy,? Sara sighed to me, ?all those macho acting wiseguytypes that are in the construction business with daddy, and that hang aroundwith him, all have three things in common when they aren't at home; cigars,bimbos, and cocaine. In fact, now that we're all out, the. Maria stares for a moment a little dazed before she goes forward pushing his cock all the way into her mouth, touching the back of her throat, her nose pressed against his waist line roughly as she begins to suck eagerly knowing what was ahead. Moving her head back and forth making sure it reaches deep into her throat each time some of her spit running down her mouth and chin as she moans softly knowing how much that intensifies things for Marcus, vibrating his cock lightly while down in her. The world suddenly imploded back around Reggie when some punk grabbed his collar, pulled him away from the wall, then slammed him back up against the wall, stuck a knife up under his throat and screamed in his face, ‘ALRIGHT, ASSHOLE, GIMME YER FUCKIN’ MONEY!!!’ Reggie’s heart raced, his pulse pounding like a jackhammer, his head on fire, his eyes half closed, slipping somewhere between conscious and not. He felt the punk push up on the knife and the blade start to cut his throat. His eyes shot. He put a pillow under my ass to raise my hips and then his tongue and fingers became one with my pussy. His tongue swirled all over my clit which protruded about the size of my pebble hard nipples. His tongue went slow, fast, slow along the folds, darted in and out, swirled, flicked, dipped, then his fingers came in to play. Oh, my god, the pleasure. He used them everywhere. His right hand worked on my clit, his left hand my vagina, his tongue all around, licked, sucked, even nibbled the.