“I will also give you a ticket and hold it for a few days if you change your mind.” He said as he got one of the tickets he normally gave people w...en they put stuff on pawn.“No, I don’t won’t this stuff. Please just sell it.” She said as she gave him a look that could melt even the coldest heart. It was clear it she was trying to forget her husband.“Okay.” He said with a smile.“Can I get you to sign a ticket anyway just for legal reasons.” He said sliding the ticket toward her.“Certainly.” She. Her folks had bought an old farmhouse. There were still boxes all around. I wondered why she had invited me here while everything was in disarray.Jill cleared off a small couch and motioned me to sit down."Would you like a soda?" Oh yes, thank you."Soon she was next to me on the couch. We talked some more. Soon Jill had slipped off her shoes and encouraged me to do the same. It felt good to get out of those tight pumps, no matter how low Cheryl said the heels were. We were sitting so close that. She was told to say she was sorry, but just couldn’t live without being fucked all the time. And that she couldn’t get on birth control and ended up this way, PREGNANT.“You understand what we want, right bitch?” asked Linda.“Yyyyyeeeeessss, Ma’am,” stuttered Tracy, “iiiiiii’llll do my best.”“Ok”, said Christina, “Action,” as she turned on the camera.Tracy stood there and began her speech. “I am sorry, but I am a slut and need to fuck all the time. I can’t live without being fucked and since I. I mean, one guy I was cuckolding, pissed me off so bad the first time, I forced him out of the room and locked the door! And he kept banging on the door, so I came inside her!”“Wow!” was all I could say.“Yeah! I don’t fuck around!”“Do you… always cum inside the… women?” Zaleah asked. I could tell she was getting a little embarrassed.“I’ll cum wherever you want me to,” he said. “If you guys decide you want me to cum on her belly or face or something, I’ll cum there. But if in the course of.