It would kind of take away from the spontaneity and that kinda sucks. But that’s better than getting caught with our pants down.”We talked a littl... more about the details and decided that the day would be Tuesday. Later in the week would make more sense, but Tuesday is my easy day and the last three days of the week I really don’t have time to spend satisfying the sexual appetites of six horny men. It isn’t an ideal solution. But it will have to do until they hire someone to help me, something. Watching from my perch on the window ledge, I observed him choosing various shirts, hoodies, jeans and tracksuit bottoms and throwing them haphazardly into the suitcase. Sighing, I got up from my seat, walked to the mess he had created and began to fold and rearrange them neatly. ‘Woah, woah, woah!’ I exclaimed, as he attempted to pack a red lace dress and black heels. ‘It’s for the party on the last night, Ronnie. You can’t wear jeans,’ he said, side-stepping me and adding them to the growing. He was groaning like he was having a heart attack but she was just lying there staring at the ceiling. Something about it was really getting to me and I reached down and squeezed at my cock, which had grown incredibly hard.I looked down at it for a second then looked back up. When I did I was mortified to see my grandmother looking right at me. My eyes widdened and a cold sweat broke out on my forehead. I didn"t know what to do. But my grandmother didn't say a word. She just lay there staring. As I dragged her across the cum and sweat soaked floor to the back rooms. I chain her up on the walls and grab her pierced nipples then twisted them. I took her neck in my mouth and bit down as hard as I could breaking the skin and pulling on her neck to hear the screams. I smile and ask ?what is your name slut?? she responds through tears ?B-brooke?. Her voice made me hornier than ever. I grabbed her tits in my mouth and bit down hard on her pierced nipples. I walk out and grab another slut to.
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