You are now a licensed driver,” his sister Lucy said.“Too bad the picture is worse than the mug shot,” John lamented.“If you would let me give...you a real haircut you would look better,” she said. “You looked better when you were a real convict. They made you get a haircut then.”“Lucy, you have no idea what it’s like having somebody else decide what you should look like. Looking homeless without being homeless is my revenge on the system,” John tried to explain.“Okay, but couldn’t you find a. Gasping slightly as an enormous wet spot was revealed. Did one of thempiss the bed last night? Something in the back of her mind told her thatwasn't the case. She also discovered that her only garments were thigh-high stockings. Her bared nipples reacting to the cold as they slowly grewfrom her enormous breasts.Shivering, she grabbed a sheet to cover herself, before collapsing againstthe wall. Her legs were too weak to stand for long. She wanted nothingmore than to escape her bedroom, but she. This morning I woke up in your bed and am standing here freely touching your nakedness. You were able to turn off whatever you felt toward ‘him’ with no problem. Can I ask you, though, why am I lucky enough to be here now?”“Because Cain Straton, you’ve been my friend since you started working here. I may have been married, but I’m still a woman. I liked what I saw in you physically. I loved what you saw of you deep inside. I couldn’t cheat on Paul. But now, it’s not cheating. It’s not. Val’s eyes were glued to the small vibrator. Kerri looked down at it too. “I’m sorry. I gave it back to you so dirty,” she said, referring to her sticky juices. Kerri lowered her head, separated her lips, and gave the dildo a blowjob. Well, she did promise a blowjob today and this was it. After a few licks, Kerri lifted her head. “All clean now,” Kerri grinned. Val had become just as horny as Kerri. Taking the chance, she pushed Kerri onto her back until she fell onto her bed. She climbed on.