She noticed that all her furniture had been moved up here, as well as her other stuff. She chuckled. "wow, they actually did it" she muttered, smiling... It was like a one-room flat. There was a small kitchen area with a sink, fridge, microwave, washing machine and tumble dryer. There was also a door to the left-hand side, which led to an en-suite with a toilet, shower and sink. Her mum had even brought up all her consoles, which she promptly set up. As she was setting up the consoles, she. I decided to head for the kitchen, and fished out a piece of chocolate cake we brought from the diner. Pouring him up a glass of milk to go with it; “Now, sit there and eat that, then take ur little ass to bed---no more whining” Dustin seemed content with the cake, and did as I told him. Now, back downstairs.“Soooo Dillon, what was that shit about fuckin Bob Denver ?” I just went for it. “Ahhh fuck ya'll, just look at him. Beatnic—scruffy---skinny---Id fuck that dude till I got his shit on. It took her a while to get me up again and then she laid down and opened herself to me again. We hadn't been paying any attention to the clock and six-thirty had come and gone as we rolled around on the living room floor like a couple of dogs in heat. I hadn't told mom that Troy was coming over because, quite frankly, I didn't think he would. I didn't think he would be able to get past the eating a cum filled pussy thing so I was surprised when Troy walked in the door at six-forty and caught us. Dropping the empty bag in the hallway, he peered into both bedrooms, seeing the bound girls on the floor. Damn, both these girls are smoking hot in their own way, he thought. He decided to check on the daughter first, entering her room and closing the door behind him. Moving her to the bed, he looked at her face. Jesus this girl really is pretty, he thought. Her beautiful brown eyes looked back at him through his mask. Wanting to see more, Dwayne used his strength to tear her shirt off,.