J. distracted them. Russ’s breath was taken away. To say that he was stunned wouldn’t even begin to describe how he felt at that moment. To the ex...ent that he thought about it at all, he considered naming children to be a privilege and responsibility strictly to be enjoyed by the parents. So the fact that Brad and Kellie were offering this privilege to him, especially with everything that led up to it, was mind-boggling. ‘I don’t know what to say,’ he replied. ‘Are you sure about this? I don’t. At first, I forget where I am, and then I see the unusual surroundings and remember. I am in Beverly Hills, California. I look over. Adrienne is still asleep. I tiptoe into the bathroom, and take a shower.I brush my teeth, and French braid my hair. I go out into the bedroom, looping an elastic around the end of the braid. My hair is actually down to my elbows, but when it is in a French braid, it seems a couple inches shorter. My hair has always been the best thing about me. It is golden blond,. Then Amanda yanked my lips off hers. "Get back to my nipples, chicky," she ordered me, before pushing my head down to her tits. "And look up at me as you fuck them, and I rub our pussies together too," she moaned, fondling my head. "Show me you're better than that bride. Some balls you have, stealing my room key and hiding in my closet too? You just thought everything would click even though you had no idea I'd be masturbating?" Yes, bitch, now shut your yap, or I'll bite your nipples off, got. "No I don't wanna go to your bullshit parties or anything," replied Trent."Fine," replied Erin, in a defeated voice. Despite his dominant behavior, even Trent felt guilty, and plus, the city was opening up for the most part."Okay, surprise me, kitten," said Trent, Erin giggled and cheered. A couple of hours passed as Erin put on her clothes, barely able to walk as well. Somehow the glow of the skin, her soft features, and blonde hair which went well with it made Trent want to fuck Erin again..