You can pick up your last three skirts whenever you want. I'll grab the last of my stuff now." Um..." Elspeth pulled away from Brianna gently, and loo...ed nervous. Brianna and Shawna shared an amused look."Cold feet?" Bri asked, archly, which earned her a slapped leg."No, but... are you sure, Shawna?" she finally managed. "Hope said you and Marcus were arguing last night." We were," she admitted, after a pause, "but people argue. I seem to recall someone telling me their first sex was a makeup. Knocked the door, she came with a night on her and opened the door. Asked me to sit in the sofa and enquired if I wish to have a coffee. I was in all dream and excitement without knowing what would happen the next moment. She went to kitched to get ready the coffee. After a while I too moved to kitchen, I could see her butt projecting well in night dress, I went close behind her and caught her hip, she lifted her body for an inch with a heavy breath. I then pressed it hard for which she. She had become a big-cock slut and a cum dumpster. As I slumped against the rail, I was vaguely aware of the other cucks draining their cum into the bowl as I had done. Dazed, I looked again at the bench. Cyn was on the far side now, bent over it and she had her face toward me. For the first time since we entered the room our eyes met...and she smiled. She was looking at me, her husband, chained to a rail milking the cum from another husband, while her married vagina was being violated...and. She just nodded when I'd suggested it. I wondered if she were at all afraid of what some strange man might be trying to do to her. But, no, I think all she was thinking about were the éclairs she was wolfing down and staying out of the cold. The cab ride was short, but I still had the walkup to negotiate with my little victim of the night. Struggling a little, I was able to get my new boarder upstairs to the apartment; it was a three story walkup, and I was on the top floor. "Okay, Carmela,.