.. )But, similar to the virus showing its teeth, the house has its etiology as well; there’s definitely something to it, in its genesis, its effect,... because everyone, my mom, dad, me and sister, has changed since moving in... My father has gotten older, grayer, aging at a rapid rate, and he’s grown colder, more distant, often staring off into the distance when not on his tablet, dealing with business-related matters, stock price charts or pie graphs.Mother has gotten more depressed, and got FAR. Fuck me. Kiss me. Tease me. Wake up, girly. Your sleep kills me. The mirrored walls of a funhouse surround us. Will they release her from her mind’s abyss? Her lips are soft, but her tongue’s in a tight truss. Here’s your cash bitch, now chick begin to speak. “Please me. Love me. Fix me. Thrill me. This dream kills me. Our Lord needs thee.” The girl she speaks, she moves and now she scares me, “Oh Zebedee, God loves you, please don’t leave.” My thoughts are turning dark about this girly. “Oh. You just worry about giving me a nice good fucking" as she unzipped my pants and pulled my swelling cock from my pants and began to stroke and suck it. afterward i lost control and couldnt stand not fucking her any longer. i bent her over the desk and knocked all the papers and things off and stuffed my cock into her pussy. she let out a large moan as i began to pound her senseless, grabbing her ass and breasts for support as jammed my cock deep inside her. her hair came undone, and she had. " Did she do anything at all?" She just touched my boob a little." Too bad," Kevin said."Why? Do you like that idea?" Simone asked."Yeah, I guess. It seems cool." You really wouldn't mind?" Why would I mind, Simone? She's your good friend, right? And she's cool about us. I kind of like the sound of it. When are you gonna do it for real?" Do you really want me to do this or something?" It doesn't matter or anything. But yea, it sounds good."Simone reached under the sheets to check on a.