Needy call girl calls me on Instagram, I opened up the slattern like a wild animal

Again this is a rough draft and honestly this is a porn site, does grammar really matter? please comment and get in touch if you have any ideas that will be useful for the story. useless criticism does nothing and ill just ignore that orgasm kind of thing. There will be NO SEX in this version of the introduction but expect some terrible things in the first chapter, if it ever happens, who knows, shrug, authors come and go on this site all the time. The names Jagger. I am Hardcore not a good man. I lost the right to call my self that ages ago, after I met my boss, and if you think I am a bad guy, just imagine how bad he is. He runs the show and I do the work, but hey, at least I like my job. I worked my way up with the Boss, a few years of grunt work here and a few years of… oh, whats the mundane word for this part, I guess “managing” will do... managing one of the side operations teen there, this all made me very well off. My position within... well, lets just call it, “The Company” doesn't even require much effort on my part anymore, so its a very relaxed job. Doesn't hurt that it pays well and can be very fun, too. The Boss has got his hands in just about everything, I think he wants to look into some si-fi shit next but, that's besides the point of my story. My boss is a very generous man, the money that he has loaned to out aspiring entrepreneurs over the years has funded some of the biggest corporate power houses out there, and his loans always comes back with interest. I am the head of the loan returns and repossession side of the Boss' work. When a lone comes to my desk for investigation its my job to find out the current status of any collateral that was offered and reclaim the value of the lone. My “official” title is private investigator, and while technically true, I guess, it doesn't do my job justice. You know that one super massive tech company, yeah THAT tech company, Boss put up most of the start up on it, off the books of course. That loan never had no problems and is still paying off. Hes got an eye for those things my boss, but not every loan my boss has given go as cleanly as that one. Most people who take a loan fucking suck with money and can never payback the money the Boss gave them, but that's where I come in, to get what is owed to the Boss, with interest. But lets get to the good part. The job I enjoyed the most was out west. Some brilliant guy showed the Boss his “get rich easy” plan and the Boss decided to give him the loan. The amount was huge and the idiot put everything up as collateral, his house, his company, the designs of his plan, his family, ya know standard stuff everyone puts up as collateral. Well the “get rich easy” plan of this guy failed miserably and so I was sent his information and I got in touch with him regarding recovering the Bosses assets. The amount I needed to collect wasn't even that bad after everything was calculated; just amateur all land owned by him and his immediate family, any car and goods attached to his house hold, a daughter and his life. Could have been a lot worse, all that would happen was his wife and 2 of his kids would be homeless with nothing but the clothing on their backs, one kid interracial would serve “the company” and he would be dead, nothing big. Well the dumb ass ran. We like it when they run. Any expense gets added to the amount that they owe. That means the tabs of any bounty hunters and computer specialists we hire to track them down was charged to the runner. All of this is with interest I might add, and any thing I want for myself is also added because I can. “Ouch, I bet that hurt.” One other thing Scott figured out is that some of the cars are faster then others. Just...surprise me, I guess.” Ooh, yes, yes, lick my pussy.” Then barked, interracial “Get in here, slaves.” orgasm Everyone who knew me as a friend is long-dead, and the one piece of me I’d kept for the future is dead as well. To help Katrina, I spread my legs nice and wide so she could maneuver herself easier. The waitress came to clear the plates and her hand went amateur away. I started shooting load after load inside Niky’s mouth. Pale skin, dark eye make-up and burgundy lipstick gave her a kind of punk look. Her hands run up my abs and pecks before being planted Hardcore on each side of my head. We panted teen the last bit of euphoric madness from our bodies as the slick warmth of our flesh radiated into each other. Once she stopped talking, I pulled my dick out of her ass. Whoever sees him with an hard-on tells all of us. It makes our little spectacle at the bar look like child’s play.