Mr. and Mrs. Brothers are out of town, so my Saturday mornings are free for a while”“Mom and Dad adore you, Benny. Anyway, it seems I’m going to... be the lady of the house for the next week. Grandpa isn’t doing so hot, so they’re leaving in the morning to drive upstate and spend some time with him, maybe get his affairs in order if things look bad.”“Oh, I’m sorry to hear that, Becky. I hope he gets better.”“I think he will. He’s a pretty tough old guy. So, you want to come over about noon?”“I’ll. He needs help, as usual." She left the station and went briskly down the hall. Wilkins was in badshape, both legs and both arms in casts. He was a middle-aged man and hewas always cranky. He'd been in the hospital long enough so that the worstpain was over. But he still always found something to bitch about: thefood stinks; the service stinks, bring me this, bring me that, help me pee,scratch my back. It was always something. Sarah simply managed to avoidhim most of the time. "About time you. Do you plan to share an apartment with Elyse?”“Yes, but a two-bedroom apartment. We agreed that’s the best.”“Would you sleep with her?” Kara asked, her eyes narrowing slightly.“It’s possible. Kathy is going to be in Chicago, too. And Bethany will be close.”“And you might sleep with them as well?”“Yes, Kara.”“So, the girl you were going to pick is the only one who would not be sleeping with you?”“Please don’t put it like that!” I protested. “You are different. It’s OK. What I’m saying is that if. “I did, daddy. Now give me more, please.”He held my hips in place and didn’t waste much time building back up into the forceful pace that brought me to orgasm. I closed my eyes and focused on his cock gliding quickly and deeply into me, and the wet, squelching sounds my pussy was making as his thick penis stretched and filled my hungry vagina.‘God, I’m such a horny cock-slut,’ I thought to myself.In between moans, I tossed my long, black hair over my shoulder and squeezed my large, full breasts.