His voice was like gravel in a cement mixer. "I know you've been spying on me and I want you to put the kibosh on it or I will, and you won't enjoy ho... I do it. If this is because of Laurel, get wise. She doesn't want to be with you, she wants to be with me. You are nothing; I could buy you a hundred times over and only have to fork over some tin. What do you say to that?" I say that you are welcome to her. Watch out or she'll have you working for her daddy's company. As for watching you, I've. Her name was Kalee. ‘Kalee, we noticed you working in the restaurant… You should join us… if you’re here by yourself.’ I am condensing what she said, but that was the gist of her side of the conversation. ‘I’m waiting for Jereon to come back. He brought me here, but for some reason he just remembered something he had to check out, and he went deeper into the aisle back there.’ Kalee’s words seemed a bit distracted, and an idea began to form in my head. Dominique nodded discreetly at me. ‘Why. “Lasla!” she squealed as she came.“Pyrriah!” I gasped as I climaxed.We both orgasmed together. Our pussies writhed around the toy. Waves of delight rushed through my body and swept over my mind. I groaned, stars dancing across my vision. My head tossed from side to side, reveling in that delight.She squealed her passion as I savored the waves of pleasure washing over my thoughts. Our bodies moved, shifting the dildo around in my cunt. That added more stimulation to my body. It was a thrill to. Grunts of raw pleasure, curses, cries, they all blended together in my head. Cum seemed to fill me, pouring out of me. I found myself on my knees, tasting my own pussy for the first time as I sucked the cum off of Twiman’s prick, jacking him off into my mouth, not even surprised that he was still hard, someone’s hand tangled in my hair, pulling me off his cock, twisting me around, another cock slapping against my cheek, being shoved unceremoniously into my wet and eager mouth until I.