"Mmm," she moaned as her hand closed on my dick, her tongue pushed harder, her plump lips sliding across mine.Boyfriend or not, I wanted this chick. I...was definitely worked up and wondered if I wouldn't shoot a load right there in the car if we didn't get out soon."Are you sure he's okay with it?" I asked hesitantly. "I mean, I don't need any drama." Yea, he's real cool," she assured me. "He likes to watch me bring young guys home. Maybe suck their hard cocks. Let them fuck my little pussy. You. He was pacing back and forth. He was in uniform: his Navy blues. She was always late and always kept him waiting, he mused. He saw her through the glass front door as she came down the stairs inside, finally.“Hi, sorry, I’m late,” she said.“No problem, babe. Pizza?” he said.“Sounds good,” she said. They headed off to the pizza parlor, some four blocks from the dorm, on foot.They were sitting in a booth waiting on the pizza to be done. “So have you decided about, you know, us?” he said, testing. “Hey, you,” he said, pointing in the general direction of a group of workers bundling money on a covered library table. “You,” he repeated as everyone stared at him, begging not to be the one he indicating. “You, in the fucking pinstriped dress.”“Me, sir?” she asked.“Yeah, what do you do for me? Are you a whore? A grafter? What?”“I’m an accountant. I do the laundering, and I...”“I don’t care about that,” he said, ogling her as he moved toward her, grabbing a handful of breast. “Yeah, you’ll. When it was the pills! It also means that there’s a decent chance that Jeremy is the father of this baby! And Jeremy is no candidate for fatherhood, trust me!” Alycen grew very pale.Joanna got an evil gleam in her eye and started rimming her best friend in earnest, bound and determined as she was to make her bestie feel better. Alycen definitely did feel much better in a hurry, too. Joanna might have been a novice at analingus, but she always found Alycen’s tush appetizing, now that she was.