I still had a lot to do.The spark of pride hit me again as I surveyed the cluttered apartment. It was small and disorganized and crammed with unopened... boxes, but it was MINE. No one could understand why I was so determined to do this by myself. Mom wanted me in one of the apartment complexes my brothers lived in, Dad wanted me to buy a house in the old neighborhood, and my brothers - with the exception of Randy - couldn't understand why I wanted to move away from home in the first place.Then. She didn't plan on watching porn, being horny enough asit stood already. She couldn't possibly masturbate anyways.Getting her phone Ready Marcy nervously looked over the list she had beensent again. This place certainly seemed like the best option, safe,anonymous so no one would pester her about it and not having to see theguy behind the cock actually would make it somewhat more bearable. If itwas just a cock coming out a wall she could imagine it was her dildo.That being said Marcy still let. I reach up, heft a heavy tit in each hand and start making big circles while pinching my nipples, as I do I take a hands-free pull of my cigarette. As Tray watches me pleasure my massive rack, he puts two hands behind Latisha's head, and slowly, slowly, pulls her....all...the....way....to his balls-watching me the whole time.I gotta give the b*tch her due, she doesn't gag even once. He HOLDS HER THERE (OMG, how is she doing THAT??!?) with one hand as he beckons me to him the large beringged. I walk on each department to double check overnight food supplies. I walk to Kim's area last, and I spot her shoes but no Kim. I walk around, checking doors and rooms. I spot Kim as she makes her way to a small office. The space is small and dark space...no windows, and one door. I walk over to her, and go to speak, when her fingers pressed my lips close. Followed up with the shhhh sound. I stood stunned, she opened the door, pulled me inside. Once inside, she led me to the chair, sat me down,.