"Well, goodnight," I said standing up from my comfy seat. Shannon turned and looked at me with a confused expression. "What do you mean "Goodnight"? S...e asked. "You and I are going to have another drink!" "Aren't you tired?" I asked, running my hands through my hair. "The night is still young," she countered. "Unless you're not up to it." "Oh, I'm up to it!" "Good. Then get me a drink!" Shannon dropped onto the couch as I went to the fridge. As I was searching for something with alcohol in it,. ‘You know you want to peek. Just a quick peek at least.’ Lindsey finally gave in and wordlessly moved to her knees in front of Tara and Jerome. She had her face inches away from the bulge when Tara reached down and took Lindsey’s hand. She placed her friend’s hand on the bulge and held it in place. ‘Doesn’t that feel nice, Lindsey?’ Lindsey wrapped her fingers over the bulge and her eyes widened. ‘It’s as wide as a water bottle…’ She ran her fingers over it, caressing the bulge back and forth.. Even fully stretched wide, his glans completely filled my mouth. Slowly I pushed on, taking more and more into my mouth. God, how had it come to this? Not twenty minutes ago I was minding my own business, a perfectly happy single heterosexual guy, and now here I am, my lips painted a garish pink while I am slowly taking more and more enormous black cock into my mouth?Obviously not content that I was being made to suffer enough, Master ordered me. "Come on girl, let's hear you enjoying yourself. The Flintkotes are ‘caretakers’.Surprise was said to be a recent war widow ... Vietnam. In this, the year of our Lord, 1972, nobody asked. Tyche was too young for school and the widow was making ends meet ... or so she said.“Cash,” she said. “Strictly cash.” And so it was. Having an income made her a target for the layabouts. Having a child ... not so much. And the child was mouthy. Couple of weeks and the layabouts stopped pestering the widow.“She’s attractive,” they said. “But that kid.”They.