..someone I could trust, who wouldn't judge me for what I'd done. I needed to speak to Taylor. Taylor was one of my college buddies who I shared a few... classes with.He lived on campus at Delacroix University, over in Hume Hall. He wasone of those guys who was cool, laid back, and generally accepting ofeveryone because why the fuck not? I always felt like he was doing me afavour by letting me hang out, or inviting me to clubs on the weekendfor drum and bass gigs I'd never heard of. As if somehow. I was pinned between their bodies again while they made out above me. “I somehow love the sound of gagging now.” Carly said listening to my assault. “Make me gag like that, Brit.” she cooed. Carly got on her knees next to me and I was grateful when she pulled Britta’s tool from my mouth and took it into her own. Britta went back and forth between fucking Carly’s mouth and fucking mine. “This is the best of both worlds. Fucking one bitch’s throat that loves to gag and one bitch’s throat. Why don't you get some coffee and sit down?" Okay, smells delicious!" He let go of her waist and before turning around patted her on one of her very firm ass cheeks. Holding his breath wondering what she would do, he walked slowly to the kitchen table.Nothing! Zilch, nada, zero, i.e., no reaction! It was like he had never touched her ass, or maybe like he had a perfect right to! What did this tell him? Not much it would seem; maybe he needed to be a little more blatant. Jeez what did he have to. Don’t waste your time running off at the mouth. What you need to know I need to be with you from now on. You enjoyed fucking me, so enjoy raising the baby we have made. Yes I am pregnant. And YOU ARE THE FATHER! “ Enid said.(SORRY NO MAURY SHOW TO GO ON HE HE HA HA!)Now Ron was really pissed off as he had no direct, or indirect way to get to Sonja, or Fallon. Ron just suddenly felt like the walls were closing in on all sides. That trip he was planning to a country with a non-extradition treaty.