He figured they could atleast make something positive about the whole situation.Todd didn’t argue. He also had nothing better to do.All the furn...ture and personal belongings were movedaround, and after a couple hours, things seemed to fallinto place. The only thing left was the huge, ugly blackand white sand portrait that had been hanging on thewall since the day they moved in. Now that Todd’s bedwas no longer against that wall, the portrait was out ofplace again.Paul removed the. She also had a very bad taste in her mouth. Lisa woke up with bad hangovers before and she knew she got wild when she went out drinking. She woke up several times to find herself in bed with men and women she didn’t know after what must have been a fuck fest. Remote memories of being fucked senseless where her only souvenirs on these mornings. Occasionally she woke up to find she had been spanked the previous night. Lisa didn’t mind to much, she was young, good looking and hell, if she needed. It wasn't long in coming. "Andrew please... please... make love to me," she pleaded, looking up at his eyes. Her eyes flitted from one to the other as she looked for a reaction from him. He saw the raw need and desire in her face. He saw a beautiful woman wanting him, wanting to be his. And as illogical and impractical as it was, he wanted it too. Andrew didn't answer her in words. There were no words needed at that point. He simply removed the last vestige of her clothing, tossing it aside as. She moaned, she shook, she squirted, she wailed. Luckily no-one else was nearby as she had just had about as public an orgasm as you could have without being arrested.Peter realised his lover of four weeks ago was no more, she was now a demanding, horny nymphomaniac who might want more sex than he could give her. Be that as it may, this evening she was his and his cock was going to take full advantage. As she had cum while being a brazen slut in a back street, he was going to find some bushes.