He nods with what might be approval, it’s hard to say. We drink in companionable silence, and the whisky joins the dope, the poppers, the sex, the t...rror and the excitement to form a whole new cocktail of strange possibility.I think about his arm around my waist.“You always wear that much makeup?” he says.I look at him in surprise.“Is it still on?”He nods.“Then, yes. I like makeup.”He drinks again, a larger swallow this time. I wonder if this is what passes for him as nervousness.“What do you. He lets me use it if he isn't using it himself." I'd get you a truck, Richard. You could make payments out of your pay." What kind of food deliveries? Not pizza?" He looked worried about having to deliver pizzas to his friends. "How much would it pay?" His expression wasn't too optimistic. I actually felt a little bit sorry for him. He had gone broke trying to help his father. He had sold off all his possessions trying to keep things going until they both landed some work. In a sense, he showed. I loved the feeling of his lips against my skin. He nibbled my ear and I moaned.BANG! BANG! BANG!I jumped as the loud sound ricocheted around the room. Someone was beating on the door.“I mean it, you two. Get your asses out of the laundry room and go someplace private.” Eddie banged on the door once more to emphasize his point.Noah looked at me and as our eyes caught, I giggled. I was so damn happy and Eddie bitching at us was just too funny. Noah cracked up, too, holding me while I. He realized he’d forgotten the gloves but it was already too late for that. With two fingers he returned to her rosebud. He met more resistance this time and had to pump his fingers in and out to gain any ground. Soon though, he had his fingers back in her. She moaned slightly as Rob repeated his act from Tuesday night. Pushing hard and rubbing up against her G spot. Rob kept at it and started to notice a smell he hadn’t the last time he’d done this. He was so close to her pussy and taking a.