He stopped for a moment, surprised with her response, “Why are you sitting up anyway? He asked her. “I think you are supposed to be lying down, ar...en’t you?” She smiled at him, “That depends on what the man is going to make you do?” Tom stopped again. He suddenly realised why she was sat up. He had to sit down again, the realisation stirring his cock. She looked at him. There was a half smile on her face, a smirk almost. He looked back at her wondering what was going through her mind. He knew. He wanted to watch them jiggle while they walked to her door and give them one last suck too. If anyone was around that was just too bad. Michael walked her to her apartment door, still feeling up her tits as they walked. They only passed one guy on the way who stared at Marias tits, and Michael told him to have a feel if he wanted. The guy couldnt help himself and grabbed the huge tits and squeezed them. Michael told him to suck them and the guy happily did so, slurping away for a minute. "He is in your room, child. I shall await you here. Call for me should you require anything and I will come straight away." Thank you, Angel."She turned and walked down the short hallway. She stopped in front of the door to the room that belonged to her when she lived in the house with her Papa. Caught in her memories of the past, she smiled, raised her hand to the door and allowed her fingers to trace over the rose carved into the center of the door. Pressing her hand to the rough-hewn bloom,. …O’Brien hitting her pussy like an inexperienced cock slamming into a girly crease without warning …she went the indecent three finger fuck without any indication…really frickin’ brisk..hell no it was actually express pace…it was a finger blur…it was so suddenly sensational as she hit Cynthia’s g spot…the only outcome was a vaginal orgasm and a god almighty squirt …the shower sprayed high in an arc right into O’Brien’s face… caught her by complete surprise…caught everyone by surprise….Cynthia.