"Positive." He replied turning the handle of the door, which opened without hesitation.As the trio entered the building, they were disappointed to fin... only the shattered remnants of the reception area for the old place. The scent of mildew filled the air overshadowed only by the scent of urine (or possibly worse) from the homeless that had taken shelter here during the brief, but cooler winters.With only the streetlight outside the open door providing illumination, Anthony waited briefly for. My purple hair was all spiky, my eye make-up just right, my blood red lipstick showed off my pale skin. I wore all my piercings, guys seemed to like that, Both nipples stood proud of my small breasts, and my clit ring drew attention to my tight pussy. I slipped on my black french knickers and push up bra, my black tights and mini skirt, a black silk blouse, a size too small for obvious reasons. I zipped up my thigh-length shiny leather boots, shrugged on my long leather coat, and headed off. .. he was...Keira sighed aloud. She replayed visiting Seb in hospital. She'd not expected him to be so easy to talk to. She'd thought her attraction to him would make her nervous, but it hadn't. Seb was funny. Keira shivered slightly. He'd been unshaven in hospital and the dark stubble on his cheeks and jaw made him appear so sexy. She'd asked Mom about him and learned he was young, only twenty-five, a Liberal Arts major, and currently employed as Creative Director of the Land-Ferris. I couldn't help it but I lay down on the bench to give him better access. He got up, asked me to open my mouth and spat a little bit of my own semen into my mouth. I have tasted pre-cum before and expected the seminal fluid to taste salty like my pre-cum. But it wasn't. It was actually sweetish.As I was pondering on the taste of my seminal fluid, I felt another jolt of pain downstairs. Thinking Brandon had inserted another finger, I looked down to see half of his 9 inch monster already buried.