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Rough Sex
(Nancy Grey)

She was wearing a red dress. Her cleavage was so huge that her boobs were coming out of the dress. Her black lace bra could be seen, and her breasts were showing so much that just a little more than nipples were covered. The dress was a little below her butt. On her feet, she wore black stilettos, with very high heels. Her hair was a perm, wavy, blonde, and she was wearing red lipstick on her sexy lips. 

To complete her sex appeal, she wore a chain around her waist and a smaller one around an ankle, like a porn star (she reminded me of Shyla Stylez, if you know who she is). Dressed like that, she could erect a dead man's dick. 

"There you go, my buffoon. Your mom will be a cheap whore tonight, and you will watch it all, because of your stupidity," she told me angrily and sat down in a chair waiting for a call.

I had to look at her, sitting there on the couch. Legs crossed, beautiful, boobs popped out, and her dress was lifted up to a half of her ass. Then she stood up, because someone honked a horn in front of the house. At that moment, I saw what she wore under the dress. It was quite a sight. She was wearing a black thong, which in fact was only an ordinary stripe, which was crossing over her pussy and literally entered it. And we went out. In front of the gate, there was a black Mercedes with bulletproof glass waiting for us. Men came out of it and opened a door. We came in, and they came in, too. We were on our way. We drove for a long time, and then we stopped. We went out and saw a beautiful yard, a large house. We were welcomed nicely. We entered the house. One guy showed us to a room. It was a big salon. In it, there were a couple of armchairs, a large bar, tables, chairs and a pool table. There were also four bodybuilder guys, younger, and an older guy, but not much older. He wasn't older than 40. He introduced himself: