" she told Shelley sitting beside her on the bench where Shelley sat. "Is it over?" Shelley asked, seeming a bit sad with a pinch of hope."Yea, John ...can take his beer, his pot and his tiny dick down the road and pick up the next stupid bitch." Well, what are you gonna do now?" I'm gonna go get a daiquiri and get completely shit faced, thats what I'm gonna do, c'mon." Felicity said picking herself up from the bench. So they marched on into the French Quarter.Felicity and Shelley stomped into. I replied her will be there in ten mins,she replied back no no dont come here we might get in to a problem i some how convinced her and started to her house.On my way i found an kwality walls ice cream seller and i bought an cornetto from him and rushed to her house after reaching i called her and she came out and i enquired if she had any problem me being here now and she said no re all are in deep sleep and i locked the house and came out…. We were under a street light and the yellow light. When Rachel’s orgasm washed over her it was the strangest feeling she ever had. A slow warm tingling that spread from her tummy to her toes. Not a strong hot horny explosion, but a long shiver of pleasure. Before she even realized it, Mercy was gone from between her legs and back over by the chair, kissing the evil little girl. As Rachel focused on them, the c***d put one hand atop the teenager’s head and pushed her downward. At the same time she leaned back and lifted her nightdress. The. “Dat punk need a drank,” Polo decided.Shane rushed over to his used cup and poured some more vodka.“You need to get out dem shorts and get on dem knees,” demanded Jay.Shane gulped down his beverage. He worked in a steady rotation of sucking dick, then taking two puffs, then sucking on the next one. He repeated the whole circuit twice.The blunts were passed around numerous times until they were all good and high. Polo started rolling up two more. “Cell block D,” shouted Cee. “I’m first, bitch!.