" Deanna found a pair of her panties in the laundry but she knew Kelsey wouldn't let her wear them."Take off your old clothes." Kelsey pointed at a st...ll.Deanna went in and took off her jeans and top. She couldn't believe she was going to be at school in a skirt that showed most of her legs and a tight top. Her stomach churned. This was going to be an awful and embarrassing day.Deanna came out.Kelsey took her regular clothes and put them in the extra bag she brought. "You'll get your clothes. She had a very nice place, tastefully decorated but not cluttered at all. I've found over the years that my single friends tend to keep things simple so as to make cleaning easier. It was the married friends who collected stuff and, as a result, lived in what I would call controlled chaos. She had a small table in the kitchen and she told me to sit down while she got everything ready for her new machine. It looked very complicated, even for my engineering mind, but she seemed to know her way. Pulling me into his crotch, I felt his dick move from side to side across my forehead. We kept up this routine for the next while as I alternated between his cock and nuts. Unable to delay any further, Ross’ plump balls lived up to their reputation as they discharged their cream all over my face. The quantity was very impressive.After licking his genitals clean I wedged my jaw between his thighs, nudging ever forward. “Where does your mouth want to go Jimmy?” he asked.“All the way,” I. "Thanks, guys,"I turned to leave and someone said "Wanna close the door, man?"I ignored him.The tenement had been abandoned for years; eight stories of crumbling brick, rotted wood and peeling paint and, like dozens of others, home sweet home to dope heads, runaways, squatters and rats as big as lap dogs.I was doin' a favor for 'Jimmy the Squint' Hewlitt, an old buddy of mine who owns a string of pawn shops throughout the city. He was dying as the Big C ate him a cell at a time and before he.