Trisha Mallu

”“Here’s a thousand in earnest money.”Mingo counted twice, disappeared the bills, and smiled. We were on.I had selected Mingo Bernard Cochran ...or a couple of reasons — talent and experience.Years earlier, Bulldog had told me, “Listen to Mingo. Guy knows his stuff.”Emile said, “Keep your hands on your wallet.”I did listen. And learned. Mingo was like a lot of people; he liked to talk about himself. At least about his successes.“So I follow this heavy hitter from the Argosy. Happened to have my. ” “Just give me the fucking key.” she repeated. Now I was pissed... pissed but prepared. Before she could react, I took her wrists and bound them behind her with plastic flex cuffs. “Now will you listen?” I growled. She began to cry, and pull at the handcuffs. Realizing that she had no way out, she said that she would listen. While I explained my frustration to her, my hand reached into the slit of her girdle and began rubbing her clit through her pantyhose. Her hose was wet with her. More

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