Take… yo’… time,” Lady’s friend coaxed as she gave him some nice slow head. Actually she was going in and out of a nod from a recent fix, but head was head. Billy had been gone a whole year at this point so she had to rely on her orifices to generate enough money to stay high, a task that became more expensive with each passing day. Her son had begun the process of weaning her off the dope but when he left things started going the other way. Lady used more and more dope everyday as she built up a stronger and stronger tolerance for the drug. As a result more and more men visited her insides to pay for her habit. When she felt her mouth fill with hot salty semen she knew that ride was over. “Next!” she called out, as she let Mr. ‘Take Yo’ Time out the front door. Two of the three men, sitting in the living room, looked at each other trying to recall who was there first. One decided he was and hopped to his feet.
What do You think about Reverend Cash: Let Us Prey?
