Leanne had always listened to that voice before. She had had to. But the taste of rebellion was still sweet on her tongue from last night. Or maybe it...was him. For the first time in as long as she could remember, she felt an overwhelming urge to throw caution to the wind, and just be. Moments ticked by, and Leanne realized Joe was as quiet as she was, and that they hadn’t started moving yet. Now that her initial shock had dissipated enough to regain some control over her conflicting emotions,. He saw a run down tenement building a few blocks ahead and walked towards it.Well…run down could have been a compliment. This thing gave normal tenement buildings a bad name. Graffiti all over, broken and plywood covered Windows…..SHIT! It looked horrible. He walked up the stairs to the door and knocked on the almost broken down door and waited.He heard the sharp clicking of heels on a floor and then heard someone unlocking the doors locks before it opened. "Whad'ya want?" A strong female voice. She stroked my labia gently, running her fingers down my moist lips. When her fingertips got to my fuckhole, she softly circled it. “Oh god, not again,” I cried. “Yes. Once again.” With that, she mounted me in the sixty-nine position. Her pussy was right there, looking down on me, waiting to be kissed. Tandem pussy eating is an art we tried to master. Instead, we were interrupted. Karl was on his knees, at my head and at Christine’s pussy. “Your pole is bright red! Where should I put it?” A. She was sickened at the thought and the act of making love to the octogenarian. Ed was a Viagra freak, popping the pills as if they were candy and maintaining almost constant erections which he used to keep himself buried in the beautiful mulatto.Veronica knew why she was here and so played out her part, grunting and shrieking as if in the throes of passion, faking orgasms, complimenting his virility, augmenting the effects of the drug by administering oral stimulation, at his request, to bring.