Those numbnuts flee to Antartica, leaving those Fitty girls hanging on a limb. It's time to mop up their slackness thought Jack, who boarded a flight to Korea.
He was talking about his business partners of Big Tit Inc, he was specifically talking about his conjoined twin Frank and Max, a seasoned C.I.A operative who just refuses to retire to the suburbs of America.
Asian Fitness contests showcased the hottest bitches in g-strings.
Calling it stripping but wrapped up in an official competition that attracted mostly retired generals from all around Asia, who were always trying to relive their past of fleecing down brothels with free fucks in exchange for turning a blind eye.
Some of them were billion airs.
Throw in some drug and arms smuggling, and you can see how Somchai made his fortune. He was one of the judges.
If the competitors weren't horny bitches, there'd be little chance of them ever breaking in the lucrative industry of comforting the rich and famous.
And Ae-young knew it.
She was going to flash some gash if it meant that Somchai and the other seven cronnie and lecherous judges would vote for her.
