"Cassie continued to stare at both of us, some of her shock slowly being replaced by her obvious anger as the pain swept through her."You fucking bitc...!" she exploded at Tandra. "Some friend you turned out to be! Stealing my boyfriend behind my back? Jesus fucking Christ!" Kitten," I had to jump to my sister's defence, "please don't call my sister names. If it was anyone but you, I'd deck them, male or female. But it is you, and I can't. I still care about you, maybe more than you know. That. When you think about it, this is really the truest form of freedom.All I have to hang on to are clothes, an old Rolex, and a backpack. Don’t need to protect anyone but myself. I live off the street, sometimes finding food in garbage cans. Ok, it’s disgusting, I grant you. Really disgusting, actually.But do you know how it works to be a dishwasher or short-order cook in a choke-and-puke? Let me tell you. You don’t show up for work and after maybe five minutes the position is open again. Sure,. I want you to fuck me hard, deep, and make me feel you all up in me."I pulled up and off him and lay on my back with the pillow under my butt, and my legs spread wide. Jamal got between my legs, and as he put the head into my hole, he drove it home and started that heavenly, hard, long, stroke that I had loved earlier. I had to hold my cock and balls out of the way, because his pelvis hit mine with every stroke. I was on my way to the moon. "I love this, baby. Don't stop, fuck me. It is your. In a WTF moment, I threw my glove into the ring.Rising to the occasion, Angus soon had a porno video playing on the television. The video could not have been hotter, as a group of men coerced a female into a hectic group sex encounter. The huffing and puffing of all the people present soon paid dividends as crotches got surreptitiously stroked.The scenario was mesmerizing, and I wholeheartedly joined in. Andre immediately offered his services as the MC and was the official: ‘measurer’ for the.