”“I won’t sweetie, I will save it all for you my love.”“You better not, but there’s one more thing that I want you to do for me.”“Anyt...hing sweetie, anything you want.”“Jeff, for Fucks Sake Stop calling me SWEETIE”Jeff didn’t get a chance to answer her as she pushed and globules of spunk exploded from her holes.He had his work cut out trying to collect them as he was sucking at her cunt when his own sperm farted out of her arse and landed uncomfortably on his eyelid.Kathy cleaned John’s semi. Finally, Friday evening arrived. She put on clothes that seemedappropriate for an execution: simple dark blue slacks and a white blouse. Peterwas waiting near the club entrance. He asked, "Do you still want to behanged?" She had wondered that many times that week, until about Thursday,when she decided that she wasn't going to miss the chance to fulfill thefantasy she'd had since she was a teenager. Without hesitation, she said"Yes."They got into his carand drove to his house. It was dark. Her orgasm was interrupted and now she was pissed.“Because I’m your driver, CeeCee! And, because you asked me to set the mic up here, and because you still owe me.”“Whatever, Axel.”The three of them bickered back and forth for the rest of the car ride while Cypher got dressed and packed the bag. By the end of this trip, she was wearing an XXL Raptors Jersey that ended right above her knee, fitting her like a dress, a pair of white knee-high socks finished off with a pair of white and black Air. ‘Hey Blondie! I didn’t hear you out here,’ Ren said with a wide grin. Nicky woke with a start, looked around and began crying. Janey began patting his back and murmuring to him softly. ‘Hallo there Nicky, did I wake you up?’ Ren asked in a soft soothing tone as he hunched slightly so his face was on the same level as Nicky’s. Nicky turned his face away from Ren and wriggled in Janey’s arms. She found it hard to hold onto the struggling child and then Ren was lifting him from her arms with ease..