Sledge's

Deciding that they should contact Sledge first, Hauk gave Eliza the number, which he had memorized, and then waited as the curvaceous G-woman disappeared out of the alleyway to find a phone.

Ten minutes went by, with a few cars and not more than half a dozen pedestrians passing by on the street outside while Hauk waited in the darkness of the backstreet, enjoying the cool night air against his naked body.

Eliza returned, sauntering down the junk-littered street with a confident air, a grin on her face.
“I made the call,” she said, “from a diner, it doesn’t look like we landed in a neighbourhood where payphones stay put for very long.”

“Did you get contact with Sledge?”
“You mean lord Blackshaft?” Eliza asked, with a smirk. “Goddamn you people picked some weird aliases coming here. Yeah, I got hold of him. Took a while at first, a lot of stiffy people asking me about my reason for calling and my name, but once I mentioned your name they put me straight through to the big man.”
“And?”
“He’ll be here in a while,” Eliza said, and then added, “Tell me, is his cock like yours?”
“It’s darker.” Hauk replied.
“You know,” Eliza began, “we got some time to kill before he gets here.”

Removing her jacket and exposing her round, large tits once more, Eliza draped it over a dumpster’s lid before getting down on her haunches in front of Hauk.
“Watching you fuck that cheating tramp like that got me all went downstairs.” She said, putting her hand on Hauk’s hard member and starting to caress.
“I noticed,” Hauk replied, “you had your hand down your skirt all the while through it.”
Parting her full lips, Eliza gagged herself on the fat cock, Hauk placing his hand on her head to guide her sucking of his hard prick.

Twenty minutes later, a large black Rolls Royce rolled down the streets, making everyone seeing it turn their heads and stare as it sailed past them.
It was hardly an inconspicuous vehicle, but then again Sledge had never been one for discretion. Stopping the car at the address where the female caller had told him that she and Hauk would be waiting for him, Sledge got out of the car and looked around.
“Hauk!” He cried out, and waited for some sort of reaction.

A minute went by before Hauk appeared between two apartment buildings, Sledge’s blonde friend walking out onto the street completely nude, with a trail of thick cum dangling from the head of his erect cock.

Behind Hauk came a busty brunette, dressed in a skirt that might be black in colour somewhere under the thick layer of cum that had now soaked it through, being completely topless and dragging a black suit-jacket after her, with more semen present on her face, tits and stomach.

“Hauk, you motherfucker,” Sledge grinned at his friend, “what have you dragged me into now?”