Mr S shook his head. "No rent for 12 weeks, I think I can." Tess couldn't understand." But, but we pay all the time." Both men were edging her back in...o bath room." There's no mistake we want our rent paying or you're out this minute." Tess suddenly felt very uneasy." But I can't pay, you've got this all wrong" She said nervously thinking surely her flatmate had posted the cheques. "We need to come to some deal," explained landlord," my son here has his ideas." Tess shrugged her shoulders. "You don't mind if I use your pony, do you?" Go ahead," Sandy said. She squatted on the floor. "I think Angel will like it." I know he will," Helen said.Natalie was trembling. Her body was still sizzling from the way they had tortured her in the kitchen. "You really gonna do it?" We both are," Helen reminded her. She sprawled out on the bench, her ass perched high. "Put his cock in, Natalie."Natalie crawled over to her mother and grabbed Angel's prick. She stroked his cock feeling it grow in. "Without any men in the house I guess I just don't think about it that much."Mr. Jones drained his beer and remembered when Mr. Peterson had died a few years ago. It was a car accident. He was a decent guy. "Sorry Deb, didn't mean to bring up any bad memories," he said. "Oh, no worries at all, Frank. I do just fine these days, we have our routines and that keeps us going."Mr. Jones didn't really date women around the immediate area, but Mrs. Peterson was looking pretty good to him at the. “Oh for fuck sake I’ll give you the stupid t-shirt!!” I take the t-shirt off and throw it at him standing there naked too angry to feel the least bit embarrassed. “Now will you tell me what the hell is wrong with you?” he looked at me shocked, I saw his eyes look me up and down and his cock rising up slightly. He opened his mouth to speak then shut it again and threw me the T-shirt. “Cover yourself up for god sake…” I caught the t-shirt but didn’t put it on, the way he looked at me, then it.