Joyce gasped and groaned softly begging me to eat her pussy, I didn’t need telling twice as I shoved 3 fingers into her soaking wet hole making her ...ump, I had fingered a few girls so I had a rough idea what was the target as I pushed my fingers right in looking for the G spot massaging it slowly I heard her groan a bit louder and louder as I massaged it harder, all of a sudden Joyce said she was close and to do it harder as I did she cried out a orgasm soaking my fingers with her juices, I. I stood in the doorway to what was once her room, a gallon of paint in my grip. The sickly gray that had once adorned the walls was replaced stroke by stroke, the past disguised with latex. Blue, the brilliant blue of a future that had no meaning to me, the blue of my pain, the blue of my anger, I moved some furniture into the room, making it a study. A study for what? Evening light crept through the white plastic mini blinds, turning my brilliant blue in to the same sickly gray color that I. Leanne gave him a ‘come on’ look, but then answered. ‘I’ll be at Elaine’s. My friend in Sacramento. I won’t be alone.’ Joe breathed deep. He knew that name. She was listed as ‘next of kin’. ‘Alright, and then what?’ ‘And then I’ll find another job, and another place to live.’ Her tone softened. ‘I’m a big girl, Joe. I’ll be fine.’ He stood there helplessly, and watched her finish lacing and tying up her boots, and then stand up and square her shoulders, clearly ready to butt heads with him. "OK babe, sorry, but the thought of you wearing that outfit is getting mehard now. I'll have to think of something else, or we will have to pullover and you will have to take care of me.She hated the way she was at his beck and call for sex. Often she wasleft unfulfilled. She took care of her needs when he wasn't around. Thenagain she found idea of being subservient to a man a big turn on. Why didshe crave this?Debbie thought back to when she was younger.Andrew was an only child. He was.