“This just won’t do, will it? XXX “You okay?” I shot at Sylvia. Tight pussy was always the best, because I loved fucking girls totally loose. I don’t know what happened to him to change him; all of a sudden it’s ‘cracker this, honky that,’ even when he KNOWS that I’m the product of an interracial marriage, a successful one at that. She moaned as her wet walls were stretched back out. Travis snickered beside me. And between snarls of pleasure, I was talking dirty to her, repeatedly spanking that round bubble butt, loving the way it jiggled. “Good afternoon, Mr. AND drinking on the job?”
The officer pulled from Lattimore’s pocket a silver flask and opened it. But if he doesn’t, he’ll need to be punished.”
“Really?
