McNally found it difficult to tear her eyes away from Johnny’s huge erection that stood up like the statue of liberty holding up the torch for needy... pussies everywhere.The still attractive older woman nudged Charlotte’s toe with her she and the girl popped up and threw her clothes on lickety-split and roughly shook Johnny to get him busy doing the exact same thing.The four of them sat on the sofa and the pair of soft white leather chairs in the recreation room and they all paused for a moment. " Roberto wants me to move in with him." Why is that bad?" He hasn’t even proposed to me yet." Oh." I don’t think I could say no to him if I lived with him." Sean doesn’t pressure me at all." You have a good man." So do you." I look forward to living with Roberto, but we need to get married. And I don’t want to pressure him either." Talk to him. Talk with him, without making demands." Oh my! Demand is my middle name." I get that way too." Thanks for listening, Rachel. I love you." I love you. I looked in again, and I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. Allison was all alone, laid out on a dirty bed, passed out. Her tits were both hanging out over her shirt. Her skirt and panties were hanging down around one ankle, and the wide end of a vodka bottle was stuck into her pussy.I couldn’t believe my eyes. I checked the room again, no one else in there, and quickly glanced out in the hallway, which was empty. I tried to wake Allison up, I called her name and shook her on the shoulder, but. And he was going to use his gift to get it. He slipped into a plain white t-shirt and jeans and headed out the door. * * * Chloe sat at the computer, finishing her routine that she did every night before she went to sleep. She checked her e-mail first, and as she did her legs tightened together with excitement. She was trying one of those little matchmaker sites and she was hoping that the particularly handsome Mediterranean looking fellow had responded to her letter. She sighed in.