I grabbed a glass of water for Chloe and came back to the living room."Should we call the cops?" I think so ... though I didn't even take a good look ...t that guy, all I can say is that some guy wearing all black assaulted me in that area ..." It's better than nothing I guess"With that said I called 911 ... but there was no service ..."It's not going through ..." What? but how? ... Crap my phone isn't going through either ... there isn't even a storm outside or anything like that" I don't know. He excitedly slurped her juices and continued fucking her with his tongue.“Oh, fucking hell. Shit! Fuck!”His tart came multiple times and showered Marvin in her glorious pussy juices. Marvin was hard as a bat from the Viagra he had taken earlier.“You know. You’re nicely juiced up and do I have a sausage for you. Why don’t we change places and you could suck my cock!”“Okay. I love sucking sausages.”Marilyn stood up but nearly fell down; her legs felt like jelly. Marvin lay down on the bed. Piss sprayed from the corners of his mouth like a leaky coupling on a kitchen faucet before he sealed it tight. His larynx and protruding Adam's apple darted up and down directing the golden flow into his sewer pipe throat.I wasn't impressed, but I wasn't appalled. To each his own in what turns him on. Besides, I chucked to the thought that he'd be pretty handy for a long-distance trucker to have along for when nature calls. Stopping to relieve themselves easily costs a half hour of valuable. He knew his body was taut, stretched with desire, for the man who was pushing his legs apart slowly, apparently having a mind to take his lover through his clothes.They were standing up, Xavier overlooking the window, trying to gather his wits about him. At least, that had been the case until Ayn had come from behind, tip-toeing, but determined to make his intentions known.Not that he minded. He could use a small break from the storm of thoughts clouding his mind. Cory was on a crusade, and he.