Every so often one would take a break and it would just be a threesome; one riding the other's face and the other licking any available pussy.The four...of them finally awoke the next morning. Ashley said to Sandra and Samantha, “Oh God. I hope we can do this again.”Sandra chirped, “How about tonight?”This went on for the next couple of nights the four of them together. Enjoying each other's bodies and the great sex.Sandra's phone rang a couple of days later and it was Andy. Sandra thinking to. " I heard her moans of approval as I rammed my dick in her mouth trying to make it come out of the back of her head. I pulled her head off and told her to look at me and open her mouth. I spit in her mouth and slid my dick back in and continued savagely fucking her slutty mouth. I could tell she was cumming because I felt her body convulsing as I pumped her face. Feeling my balls tingle, I told her "bitch this is what your mouth is made for, you slutty whore", as I began to blast her tonsils. ”“I understand. I promise. I will stay out of trouble. But you say today...” I said.“Yes,” and now he smiled.Well, I didn’t have to take the bus this time, and I didn’t have the rich guy’s PI to be giving me a ride either. I guess Mister Hanson had finally gotten the message that I didn’t want any of his shit or help or money or any of it, finally.’I did wonder about my daughter every once in a while; she’d be twenty-five now. I knew she wasn’t mine anymore, but in my heart she was, even though. "That's cool. You oughta go tonight and use one. This alley is no place for a lady." She slowly stood up. Suddenly I could see a look in her eyes. This woman was definitely schizophrenic. She had gone from sobbing to romantic to angry in less than one minute. "Listen you little prick!" she started, "I can also afford some other shit. I may just decided to take you there and **** your fucking ass!" I sighed. "Oh Mary. What are we going to do with you?" I said sympathetically. I turned and walked.