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     This is a story intended for adults. Anyone under the dangelo age of consent...no, that's not right. Anyone under the hot age to get into a myfriendshotmommrsstarr bar...no, wait, that friends may be too stringent. Anyone who is of dangelo age to vote, whether they hot choose to do so or not, can read this story. Anyone else should be here. Back away slowly. Retain eye contact. Don't make my any sudden moves.
     "Keep it up, baby, just a little dangelo more...I'm soooo close...."
     Who's the dame? Oh, that's my secretary, Thelma. I dangelo friend hot mom mrs met her friends about a year ago friends in a lounge friends on myfriendshotmommrsstarr the East Side, on the trail friends of some myfriendshotmommrsstarr dip who'd stolen a wallet from Baker, the landlord of the building my containing my my office. He dangled a year's free rent in front of me if I should myfriendshotmommrsstarr find this guy and get back his wallet my, though he never said what might dangelo friend hot mom mrs be in it that was friend damned important. Using dangelo friend hot mom mrs my contacts my, I followed him my down to myfriendshotmommrsstarr a starr little my dive where he supposedly here did business with a fence named "Dr. Mesmer," the featured nightly my entertainment
     Looking at her over the flame, I friends could see that she'd probably started out hustling drinks years before myfriendshotmommrsstarr, thinking that, with her looks mrs, the tips dangelo friend hot mom mrs would dangelo more friends than make up for the late nights, the smoky joints, and the leers and propositions of hot the scummy crud that hung friends out in such places. Now, older, wiser starr, and more cautious, she still myfriendshotmommrsstarr knew how to myfriendshotmommrsstarr fill the club's my apparent friends uniform of the day friends: slit leather mini-skirt, fishnets, five-inch black heels, and a patent-leather friend corset mrs that cinched up tighter around her waist and boobs. If mrs not my for my the tired lines around her eyes, the yellow nicotine stains on her hands and teeth, and friends the signs of heavy drinking showing from the pronounced veins around her nose...she might be worth hitting my once to see if it was good.
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     "Ahhhh...good evening Detective...?"
     His mouth tightened myfriendshotmommrsstarr in here a slight grin, but myfriendshotmommrsstarr the tightening my of myfriendshotmommrsstarr his grip on my hand my showed he was not amused. "Its something I've dangelo been wearing since before you friends were born, Mr. Pain."
     "In myfriendshotmommrsstarr other mom words, that hot I fence stolen property, detective?"
     If I had ever had reason to believe mom I was losing my mind, that particular scene would have cinched it.
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     As I said before, there are two kinds of detectives, the myfriendshotmommrsstarr quick and the dead. And friends I starr ain't dead, yet. "So I'm here friends because...."
     "Now close my your mouth and start thinking about why it hot is mrs you came here tonight."
     I realized that my mouth hot was hanging open a bit, as the realization hit me that I hadn't just followed the trail of a missing wallet...I'd been sucked into some mythic-cosmic-theologic-wish fulfillment nightmare. Starring Yours Truly as my the myfriendshotmommrsstarr King of Bad Luck, two hot babes, and a man who may or may not be Lucifer himself. Gee, and I left here my camera at home.
     Shaking my head slowly friends from starr side-to-side, I myfriendshotmommrsstarr tried to puzzle out exactly when my sanity train had left its tracks my. That's when friends I noticed friends that Thelma was on the floor near the door, licking the floor. At the spot friends where I pissed my pants.
     "Why is she doing that?" I asked, pointing at Thelma.
     "B mrs...b...but...."
     As I trembled in ecstasy and agony, Thelma looked up my sweetly from between my legs and whispered, "I'm so looking forward friends to servicing starr the best my private dick in the world."
     Words tumbled from my mouth in no mrs order, but something in what dangelo I said apparently interested here Lucifer hot greatly. He wrote it down, and asked me twice my if I was sure that was what I wanted. I nodded, bobbing my head furiously. "Yes, yes, ANYTHING, just myfriendshotmommrsstarr let me cum!"
     This is where you came in....
     Just like any business deal, it always seems the Devil is myfriendshotmommrsstarr in the details. And its not what dangelo friend hot mom mrs you mean, its what you say.
     When Thelma looked up my at friends me and said "the best friends private dangelo friend hot mom mrs dick in hot the world," it stuck dangelo in my mind, and I thought, that's what I want to be...that's what I want my from the devil.
     "Pleasssssssssssse......ppppplllllleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeesssssssseee..."
     "Cccccccuuuuuummmmmmminnnnnnggggggggggg.."
     So, now, on most days, you here'll find me between Thelma's legs, fucking or sucking to my her endless content.