Автокресло "Lucky Baby"

He said: She can get under the table an' suck me off while I'm eatin' my breakfast." Sally stood in silence, wondering if he were serious. "Well, whaddya think your waitin' for, cunt?" he demanded. "Get yer fat ass under the table an' fish my cock out an' do a fuckin' good job on it." Doris did not look round from the stove to see her humiliation, but the other three men fixed their eyes on her with grins of unsympathetic amusement. Sally looked for the easiest way to get under the table – one of them would have to move to let her by. She said to Willy: "May I come by your chair, please?' "Why, certainly, Miss Avalon – a real pleasure," he declared with an elaborate flourish. "Only before you do, how about rollin' up that sweater some an' givin' me a nice refreshin' eyeful of them great big boobies?" Cheeks flaming, she reluctantly pulled the sweater upwards. She couldn't tell why she was ashamed – they had seen her breasts yesterday – but the inhibitions were far from dead yet. "Mm-mm," Willy said, shaking his head. "It'd be a lucky baby that got his breakfast outta them!" "Hey," Jerry said excitedly, "c'm'ere a minute, teach – I got an ideal" Dubiously, she glanced at Jake. "You heard what the feller said," he told her. "Get over there before I whip your fat ass ...»