"It was an amateur job. Police ID'd him from that tattoo on his chest..." What was it?" Bert wondered."The tattoo? Uh ... The Last Supper," I told him...with a shrug. "So then Thursday, I got a call from a dealer in Queens, Vic's turf, who told me Frankie Fingers had come around shopping 20kilos of pure powder. What a coincidence."I paused and took a drink of water. Vic wasn't liking some dealer from his neighborhood calling me in Manhattan. I'd hear about that later, I knew."I found Frankie and. You thank him and look down to the side as if you are writing it down.I slowly withdraw and then quickly push back into you with one, hard stroke. Jolting your body and forcing you to hold the phone steady and pointed only at your face.I start to increase my pace, sliding your body back and forth across the desk with each thrust. You struggle to hold the phone steady as I slip an arm under you and pull you back on top of me and plop down on the chair.My cock is now as deep in your pussy as it. More

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