Carl got some drink from the ‘offy’ and joked about having a private party the 3 of us. We got back to the flat. It was spotless and had to stay t...at way. Carl had us leave our boots and socks in the hall outside the front door. It was private entrance upstairs so Carl said there was no issue in taking the rest of our work gear off too. Adam was a few pints in and just laughed as Carl ordered him to strip to his underwear. Of course Carl did not allow me to wear boxers so I had no choice but to. She had shaved her pussy and oiled her body so she glowed in the sunlight. Her nipples stuck out like broken,neon pink crayons and a chain swung from two clamps that pinched the tips of each one. Then things changed. "Tory",she spoke in a tone of voice I still to this day have never heard in another woman. It was still her voice,but deep and molten and commanding. Each word was timed and if anything,grew more intense. "I called your mother and told her I wanted you to stay with Billy and I. Timal was smiling mischievously at me. „Is she kissing?“ she enquired.„Yep...“ I said, „I guess you could say that...“ The young mouth went on working, with Chloe making little snorts of revulsion. My prick, which I still held raised in my right hand, was beginning to swell. Wouldn't yours, if you had a ripe 16-year-old kissing your balls?„Lick!“ ordered Timal suddenly. „And lick good, girl!“ The switch tapped lightly and constantly. Chloe flinched with dread. Then I felt her tongue begin to. That’s when I realized, I hadn’t had the phone reconnected. It was too late to do it that day, so I locked the door and drove to Poppa John’s. Poppa John sold breakfast, burgers and a hell of a fish sandwich. Poppa was about the only man I trusted to filet a fish. When he cut one, there were absolutely no bones. I loved his fish sandwiches because the fish actually came from the ocean, not the freezer. Poppa also made a cornbread roll which enclosed the fish. I had never even heard of one like.