We Warned You Last Time

Ellen and Walter clock Terry creeping through their yard. She's headed for Gina's place, and the minute the girl ducks out her head they know some shit's about to go down. Terry grabs the brown paper bag Gina slides her and books it—straight into Ellen and Walter. Terry drops the bag and bolts. Ellen scoops it up, and what she finds makes her swear loud enough to scare birds out of the trees. Some pills, some cash, and a little ledger. They've warned Gina before; this time they’re going to make it stick. Gina answers her door to two very pissed-off neighbors barging straight into her living room. “You really thought you could keep this neighborhood drugstore open?” Walter barks. Ellen’s already crowding her. “One more time: open your mouth. We keep quiet with your folks and you take the punishment we decide.” Gina’s face goes white, but she nods. They lay it out cold: she strips down, gets on her knees, and they use her every way they want until she’s shaking and choking on dick like the dirty little runner she is. Ellen holds her head while Walter fucks her throat. Ellen fingers her until Gina’s dripping, then Walter flips her over the couch and buries his cock in her ass raw. Ellen sits on Gina’s face, grinding until Gina learns how to lick her properly, all while Walter keeps pounding her tight hole and telling her she’s the neighborhood cum-dump now. They switch until Gina is drooling, cum-streaked, and gasping promises she’ll never sell a damn thing again.