The floor was tinted red from the bits blood that flowed after. “I can’t feel anything,” she cried as we lay there, injured. Her wails echoed t...rough our lonely walls. “I can’t play my music anymore. I cannot even feel the pain. Why can’t I just die?” Under that question, I was unable to do anything else but to hold her. I will not shed a tear. I had to stay strong for her. o0o That night, I was awoken by the same voices that I heard coming from Alice’s room. Her same sweet voice whispered. Wait, She said. Honey, lie down on the bed while Liz sucks you, that way I can suck hers as well. He didnt look to happy with the idea but proceeded to listen. He lay down on his bed on his back, and I went onto my hands and knees in between his legs, and began to suck his penis. I leaned forward and started licking and sucking down the side of his shaft as I heard a soft moan. I slowly moved back towards the tip which I licked around in circles a few times before I couldnt wait any longer and. "George waited for her to comply, then said over his shoulder, "I slavedover a hot stove and this is the thanks I get. Dinners served, come andget it."Ellen teasingly commented, "You housewives are all the same! Nag, nag:Hang up your clothes! Put the toilet seat down. Eat your vegetables!Get your feet off the furniture. Lord, it's enough to drive a personcrazy."George tried to fight it but couldn't keep a smile off his face.Ellen followed her husband to the dining room table.The table. “Was that good, Greg?” I teased. He nodded vehemently, his eyes glazed with lust. “I bet it was.” I said, still slipping my finger in and out of his ass. “Pretty fuckin’ gay, dude,” I jokingly admonished, shaking my head, my eyes teasing him as I looked up, crouched on my haunches, waiting for him to cum. “Look who’s talking,” he growled out. “What’d you like better, slut? Was it having your mouth full of cock, or my asshole clenching around your finger?” “Well you do have a nice, tight ass..