Brad and her boyfriend stripped from the waist down.Don said, “Start with Brad, I want to watch.”Brad stood in front of her and spread his legs. R...gina got between his legs on a pillow and went to work. His boner was sticking straight out and already emitting pre-cum.She rubbed her hands lightly along his inner thighs, then licked both of them. Her long sexy hair brushed his legs. He loved the sensation of her hair and tongue. Regina licked very slowly closer and closer to his balls. Brad could. I went downstairs and opened the front door, then ran home before anyone seen me. I was safe back at home where I was free. I know most people feel guilty after murder but I felt good (maybe I was the psycho?)The next day I was woken up by my mum she looked sad. I said "you okay mum?" she said "it's your friend Chloe she was found hanging in her bedroom, she killed herself."(I was happy that people thought she topped herself but I hid it.) "How do you know that mum" I stuttered, "It was just on. "I have no idea how I would find out," I suggested."Well I could dance with her, then get her to agree to join us," he said. "Or I could talk to the dude with her, and see if he could get her to join us. Would you agree to that." If you can do either of those, or get her to watch and not freak out, I will take you back to our motel," I said in agreement."By the way my name is Randy," he said to me."Of course it is," I answered. That's Reggie and Jamal." I added."Jamal let's got get a drink,". Trish was blonde, short but with a rack and an ass to match. She was a hooker for men. Wanda was a tall brunette with small tits but high cheekbones which gave her a Russian look (hence the name she chose). She was a lesbian hooker. The territory included the bar they were sitting in, a medium-size hotel with a small restaurant and bar, two regular family restaurants and Marsha’s, a lesbian bar catering to older women. “Did you visit Marsha’s ?”, asked Trish, thinking the lesbian bar would be.