You found the bitch for me…”My first attacker let go his grip from my arm and the second man then grabbed my wrist and dragged me away from the ma...in room.I tried to protest, but he just told me to stay quiet or the whole situation would turn even worse.He dragged me upstairs again and pushed me inside the same master bedroom where I had been a while before. He closed the bathroom door behind him.“Well, bitch, my friend told me he enjoyed your nice holes…”I opened my mouth to yell at him, but he. He smiled and offered a cheerful “Good morning,” and passed me by, a whorl of musky scent curling in his wake. Sweat, of course. But it was a clean smell, the scent of youthful freshness. Underlying that was something else, something funkier that set my mouth to watering, because I knew it had to have come from his hidden places, his crack where the cheeks of his ass rubbed together providing a delightful friction, that spot between his balls and his thigh, or the superheated patch of sticky. Grigsby..." I won't be a Grigsby long," she interrupted."Uh, may I ask why?" Why what?" she said, frowning, knowing exactly what he meant."Did you find someone else? Did he?"Courtney glared at Whatley, her eyes flashing. "That's personal and absolutely none of your business. I can't believe you would so blatantly ask that."Whatley sighed. "Yeah, you're right. I apologize. I've found the direct approach works more than you might imagine. Look, I knew before I came over here that there was an. No Mum, Charlie and Jake were a little shy about coming over so soon as they were worried about the reception from you after yesterday. All she said was silly boys; after all nothing serious happened; did it? No mum I replied sensing the disappointment in her tone of voice; however I am here mum and I am awfully thirty, I added. Without a word she led me into the living room before undoing her blouse buttons and lifting her left breast from its bra cup. No mum; I said I want you to remove all.