“You aren’t worried are you?”“I don’t know, should I be?” I asked with a smile.“Addie checked me every step of the way,” Lillian expla...ned.“Then I really am worried,” I said with a smile.Lillian didn’t understand the sarcasm, but she recognized it as a sarcastic remark.“So come up about six,” she said simply.I went into the house, sat down on my bed, then painfully swung my feet up onto the flat surface. A couple of hours sleep might work to relax my back muscles. I hoped that it was just torn. .nice and slow" No...please...harder...fuck me harder," she whimpered."What else you dirty old slut...what else do you want?"Loosing any inhibitions that she may have had left, Amanda wanted Leon so desperately that she was about to cry. "I want to be your slut Leon...your dirty white slut...your cocksucking whore...I want you to use me and make me please you," she begged. Increasing his tempo, Leon slowly began to fuck Amanda harder and harder. Moaning, groaning, and thrashing about the bed as. Jake decided to take a gamble and ask her if she wanted to get a drink at a bar down the road, classy but not pricey, and with an atmosphere to stimulate conversation. To his delight, she replied yes, her sparkling eyes lighting up. They walked down the road, and Jake couldn't help but notice the sight of her perfect legs walking in front of him, accentuated by a pair of heels, and a stunning dress that only just stayed on the causal side of dressy. He was now sure that he wanted slightly more. That didn’t sound like friendly banter, despite how often Jessy would say things like ‘fuck you’ in a playful way. The harshness in their tone was telltale to some real, seeded aggression. Good a time as any to stand beside Jessy, fold his arms across his chest, and glower. Like a bouncer.“How about you leave?” Joe said.“We were here first.”“You know that don’t mean shit.”“Doesn’t it?”“Course not. Besides, you were going ... here, was it?” Joe nodded toward the building they’d been heading.