” David hit the dashboard, and the thump resounded around the car. “Go, go, go.” He hit it harder, and the molding cracked.“Yeah, let’s take... door number two.” Roy put the car in first and jammed the pedal. He aimed right at the abomination. They closed the distance fast and the woman hit the hood, rolled up, cracked the windshield, and then tumbled over and off the backside of the car. Roy turned the car toward the building and drove as fast as he could. He had to tilt his head to look around a. These days Ruth was doing better for herself. She had a small trailer and an old, but fairly reliable car. Her wardrobe was much improved as well and she had found a better locale to ply her trade. The only thing that had not improved was her outlook on herself. Actually, her chosen occupation, while lucrative. had not helped her perspective of herself. Now not only was she staring at a fat woman in the mirror, but she was also facing a fat whore! But Ruth had developed a way to compensate for. "We have a horny little slut in here, fellas, who will do whatever you want." she said. "Line up and pick a spot." I suddenly felt the hardness of a stiff cock pushing its way into me. I let out a muffled moan as he dived deep into me. The cock in my mouth tasted so good and with the one in my ass, I was in heaven. I could hear other sounds of sex going on in the room. I was not the only one enjoying myself it seemed, although I could not see anything. This only heightened my pleasure. Soon I. ” I leaned in, talking more intensely and softer. “I'd polish the tip of his knob with my tongue until I could see my own whorish face in it.” Now I was whispering. “I'd cradle his fat balls in my palms and tug on them while I drank every last drop of his cum. That's right, I'd be nothing but a jizz-jar for a man that size, a slutty little big-tittied bitch with a gutful of spunk and a cuntful of cock.” He groaned, rubbing his hands along his clad length, far, too far down his leg as I spoke,.