In a zone, he smelled the evidence of smoke and momentarily panicked. It was cigar smoke, and his owner had lit up to enjoy a night of watching TV an... a good smoke. The sound of the ashes being extinguished in the piss he held so lovingly in his mouth made Scott angered and alarmed all over again. He’d never anticipated this, and a foot was brought down on his chest to prevent him from moving. He wanted to scream but he couldn’t, he thought he was going to drown for a second, and the taste. I took some oil in my hands and massaged over her ass area. I massaged her for almost 20 minutes or so. She was feeling ok by then.I asked her for a rim job. She was a bit reluctant at first, but with some persuasion, she finally agreed. I slept face down on the sofa, and she sat between my legs. At first, she kissed on my ass cheeks, spread the cheeks using her hands. She blew air over my ass hole, which made me twitch a little.She kissed the area around the asshole. Then she did the thing. A minute later the door fell off with a screech of metal. ?Have you been in an accident before? Your leg is casted.? one of the firefighters said. ?I broke my ankle a month ago.? ?Was it a car crash?? he asked and removed a large piece of the ruined dashboard. ?No, I slipped in the bathroom. I am a good driver,? she said, laughing. ?I didn’t want to offend you.? ?No problem,? Rachel said, and bent over to see if the cast is damaged. ?You better stay put, young lady,? the paramedic piped out.. You used to be a realperson who cared about other people. You-you were my best friend. But forthe last four years I've watched you step on everyone in your path tobecome miss popular and fool everyone into thinking you're a fuckinggoddess. Including me. Now, you don't even know anyone's name. Well,you're going to lose everything, Zoey Sellers. The bet is just thebeginning."Zoey was angry but there was nothing she could do about it. She gruntedin frustration, turned and walked down the hall.* *.