He smirked at me. "Do you need assistance?" I asked. "I need something," he said insinuatingly. His eyes were bold and even though I was stiflingly co...vered, I felt naked. He stepped all the way into the kitchen. I faced him, intuitively not wanting to show him my back. The knife was still in my hand; I hid it behind me. He stepped closer and touched my mourning broach. It was pinned over my heart; a tintype of my Charles framed with a braid of his hair. The soldier's fingers brushed my breast.. “I figured with seeing your mom, it was just easier. And honestly, I’m not sure that other look really fits me at this point.”“Why is that?”“Living with your brother, his girls, and his kids has given me a different perspective on life. And I’ve spent a lot of time talking with Trish about her dual life. She’s doesn’t dress goth much anymore because of law school and how often she has to hang out with people from school to study and stuff.”“But you still go to the club on Friday night,. I waited until they were out of view and then bolted back to the house. I opened the door and began stripping as I ran down the hallway to the bedroom.Sharon was lying there with four fingers in her sopping cunt and pulling on her nipples. I went straight to her face and fed my cock into her mouth. She instantly sucked my cock down and conscious of the camera outside we both played to it."Suck my cock you horny slut," I said pulling on her spare nipple. "Shove your hand into your cunt." I. "Mostly I just hope I like it. I hope I can cum. It sounds so nasty." Thank God, this guy wasn't hung like a horse.John had only met her a couple of hours ago in the motel bar. They were driving in opposite directions and were just here for the night. He had seen her at a table off to the side, almost in a corner and had asked to join her. At first, she was hesitant, but had quickly changed her mind. There had been the usual chitchat, what's your name, where are you going, and so on. Somehow,.