My mobile rings, it's her number."Gwenda?" Joseph! How's things?"Her voice, as ever, is deep, soft, warm, and has laughter in it."Well fine. I'm glad ...I reached you," I can almost see her putting her head on one side and pursing her lips in the way that she does when she's confronted with a problem. I can sense her thinking, 'get to the point'."Sorry I wasn't there earlier, I was... , well there's always stuff going on. I've been up to my ears in it." Well, maybe you need a break. How would you. “She will not mind, grandma was leaving me in good hands.” Ellen said confidently. “Good I said, I would not want to mess up the 3 of us living together.” “I am sure it will not” Ellen said. Ellen continued, “ Grandma told me she is your Queen and you are your black stallion and what happen last week between you two. I turn to Ellen and said “you’re my prom queen, I always wanted one”. As we pulled into the driveway. Before getting out of the car we gave each other a long wet kiss. As we open. " I'm...I'm sorry," She stammered out in between thrusts, "I will try harder to, ugh, please you." Her tongue finally found the large, fleshy clit and began licking up and down, her saliva wetting the sensitive area.It wasn't that Selene didn't enjoy having her pussy eaten by crack whores but her true pleasure came from watching the humiliation they were willing to submit to for a quick fix. She would often reach an orgasm from the nasty street dwellers but rarely anything that left her. Drake by locking up and making sure everything was taken care of downstairs and upstairs.I was walking down the upstairs hallway, checking things out. It was carpeted so no one could hear me. I was going towards my room at the end of the hall. As I passed Geena's room I heard what could only be muffled crying. She and Frida had shared a room until very recently. Now with ten bedrooms in the house they had separated, and Frida was on her own, as was Geena. The entire house was sound proofed..