"Huh." Steve managed. "With how much I hear you banging Jeff in this bed, I thought your-- um, what do I call it?" Steve asked, pointing down. His eye...s may have been useless, but hers weren't."It's a vagina, Steve." Haley said simply, lifting herself off him about halfway. "Call it whatever you want. Of course, I personally like calling it a Fun Tunnel-- Or just a Cunt, if I'm insulting the person licking it. Cunt is a nice, strong, dominant word." Well then, your cunt is a lot tighter than I. I walked to the bathroom and peeked over to the hamper. The clothes she had on were on top. FUCK. YES.I laid down under the sink and began “working”. I couldn’t focus for shit knowing her sweaty fresh panties were feet from my head. I heard her moving around in the room. I peeked down toward my feet and saw her walk by in her panties and a bra. The panties were a black lacy thong. The fabric slid in between her ass cheeks and I wished I could too. I bet the smell in her crack was heavenly. When. I had heard enough, stood up and said, "Isn't that guy's father a bastard in some distant branch of that family? And what is he --an unemployed parasite on the social welfare system?"Before somebody replied, I continued, "I need some fresh air. Are you coming with me Rebecca?"To my great surprise, Rebecca came with me and we left what I regarded as a dragon's nest.I knew Natalie's boyfriend Alexander from my schooldays and wasn't surprised that he, with his conning skills, had gotten Rebecca's. 8:47 PM“Hurry up, Camille. You’ll look suspicious if you fall behind,” Paul said before giving up on holding the door for his shambling coworker. She wasn’t the kind of girl to shout ‘well you try to walk normally when twice your body weight is sloshing inside you!’ so she didn’t. Camille just bit her lip to lower the volume of her moans as she took another harrowing parking lot step toward the theater. The company would appreciate later how much effort she put into trying not to shake the.