Hard, rough, kinky sex. I hadn't been able to focus all day. Lucky for me there wasn't much work to be done. On the way home I planned it out in my mi...d. I would surprise my boyfriend Mark when I got home. Chances are he would be taking a nap in our room. As I pulled into the driveway I noticed another car. It wasn't his and I was a bit worried. I didn't want to jump to any conclusions so I just went inside being careful not to make any noise. I didn't come home at any set time so its always. ”Tracy obeyed, continuing to smoke with her left hand while her right middle finger gently parted her dark cunt-fuzz and slid in between her pussy lips. Billy kept up the instructions: “Nice, Tracy. Now fuck that finger in and out, so I can see it getting sticky. Now take it out and lick it. Beautiful, now how about two fingers? Good girl, now lick your cunt-sauce off again. Good. Now,” continued Billy, “stick that cigarette in there.”“Fuck, even I’ve never thought of that before!” thought. Strip him down. Take him over to Lanchea's mansion and spike him on his front gate." That is pretty evil." He's dead already. I don't think he will mind."Cal snickered, "This is going to start some shit." I know. I would rather have an upfront fight anyway."Nick headed up the stairs to the sitting room. When he entered the sitting room, Devlin jumped out of his seat.Nick said, "Hi all."He walked over to Paul. He whispered in Paul's ear and slipped him the com-link.Devlin, trying to gain his. That was truly good to see, and I stood as still as I could so as not to frighten them while I enjoyed the sight.(I forget who said it, but some wit once described the Los Angeles birds’ dawn chorus as a collective coughing fit as the air pollution hit their throats. Like many comments about SoCal, it was based on a chunk of truth, but a little exaggerated most days. Some days, though, when you could literally taste the brown haze in the air, we were all coughing like four-packs-a-day smokers..