“Where’s the whore?” Mike asked. “Chrysler stretch, diesel,” I says. Free Porn I checked the mirror, the goon car with her minders was behind as always, droning along, another Chrysler like this one, stretched beyond all reason, with a diesel engine like this one and something like six hundred miles between fuel stops usually Toni and Pete rode with us when her dad wasn’t with her but today she kicked them out for some reason, and now it was just her and me. “Sure, Claudia and one hundred,” he said. “You’ll kill me after right?” she said her mind working overtime. “In the old days they branded whores,” he said seriously, “If they got uppity they chained em up as Gator bait and when they weren’t bait anyone could screw em.”
“Right,,” I agreed, “That was then.”. He just speared between her pale pink cunt lips, which was just about the only danged
