“3B, come over around 7:30pm with the hot beef.” The clock read 6:32pm and I ran myself a warm bubble bath and I soaked myself in vanilla and lave...der bath oils. Then using a mixture of coco butter, baby oil and coconut oil so I could smell perfect for out “date” I pull out a white pair of lacy panties that hugged my fat caramel ass cheeks. I place a few drops of honey nectar extract behind both ears, down my neck and around my sissy hole. Then my buzzer rings, I go over to the intercom, I say.. "And I can't wait for the next time." Wh-when?" Brad choked with anticipation."Do you have a hard-on for me right now, Daddy?" Christy asked."Hard as my cock can get, baby! What about your cunt?" My cunt's so hot and wet for your big, hard cock, Daddy. I'm so horny that I just can't wait for later to have you fuck me, Daddy. I want my cunt full of your cock right away. Your big, hard cock fucking my hot, wet cunt."Then to show she meant what she said, Christy unsnapped her jeans and wriggled. He watched as she caressed her tits, his cock getting harder by the second. He unbuttoned his shorts and they drop to the floor, revealing his pulsing dick to her. He began to wank over her – watching each other they each took mental notes of the others bodies before he approached her. She raised her legs into the air and her lips parted, inviting him to taste her. His tongue skated around the edge of her pussy, and as he reached her clit he circled it twice before gently sucking. “Oh you. The long story short is that the company was producing things for the military. That’s why the money wasn’t drying up any time soon. As long as the war kept going, we kept getting rich. According to the protesters, Darren was a murderer. — Violet The first time I saw a dead body I was 11. I don’t know why I was there. Probably because I had to go with Mum and Dad everywhere. There were all these angry voices of Mum and Dad’s ‘friends’. Swearing, cursing, blaming each other. ‘Fucking idiot. You.