Anger filled the room. That was it; meeting over. My dad was screaming angry things I will never remember as my parents stormed out of the kitchen and...up to their bedroom. I sat choking on a strange vomit that just rode in my throat. I could hardly breathe. I reached up under the remains of my blouse. I was hot in some places and freezing in others. My breasts were lactating everywhere. When I could finally get down from the stool I made my way up to my room. I was so sick. I vomited twice. I. “Tell me how you ended up working at that gas station?” Ellie handed me the second blunt of the night. “You wouldn’t like me if I told you.” “I like you already, Mark. Just tell me, I’m not one to judge.” “Alright,” I handed her the blunt. “I was lawyer and a damn good one, the best in my firm. You and many others would think that I put away the murders and the mobsters. Well, I didn’t, I kept them out. Every time I would win a case my clients would treat to the best liquor and the most. I picked her up off of me when I had an idea that I had somehow forgot until then and asked her to please lay on her stomach and arch her back for her ass to stick up. I grabbed her hips to center her a little more and took my cock head and rubbed her asshole thinking about how good this was going to be. As I thought I would ease in slowly her ass was looser than I expected since I had never done anal before and didn't know what to expect. She gave a slight whimper and I asked her if it was. He made a short greeting and was soon connected to a feminine sounding voice.“Hi, daddy,” the person cooed.“Hello,” replied Doug’s deep voice.“What are you doing?”“Just talking to you.”“Oh good,” the softness replied. “What do you look like?”“Tall. Muscular. Dark skin,” answered Doug.“Ooh, daddy. I’m five-nine. I weigh one-fifty and got a big fat booty.”“Yeah, baby!”“When’s the last time you fucked a boi?”“It’s been a minute.”“Did he beg for you to fuck him?”“Yeah!”“When you were beating up his.