”“I’m depressed Ian, how is listing to whiners whine about being more depressed than me going to make me feel better.”“Ahh, that is the reas...n I hand you the classics my negative minded friend. It’s only after Goth became popular that everyone started singing about death and vampires and shit like that. You need to let…”“Rozz Williams hung himself.” I said giving that time to sink in before saying, “It’s still depressing and I don’t wear black and paint spider webs on my face and pout for a. .." She turned on the puppy dog eyes, and Heather mirrored them, "Pleeeeze?"Michael rolled his eyes, but roused himself to ask, "Where's Peter?"So, to make a long story short, I ended up meeting Karen Moffat and her son Peter. Karen was an older version of Kate -- bigger in all dimensions. She was overweight and had a big ass -- but she had a fine-looking set of soft jugs and dressed reasonably well. I decided that she rated a dick on sight. Peter was, as anticipated, hearing impaired. He got. After all, I didn't always wake up from being so treated, and even when I did, as now, there were far worse ways to do so. In this case, it was Ana and Teresa, the former with her cunt right above my face, riding it for all it was worth. The latter was busy bouncing up and down on my cock, while flashes from a camera indicated that someone wanted to preserve the memory of hot, sweaty carnality.When Ana came, which was only a matter of time given the highly charged sexual energy in the room,. Not only that, but she had grabbed his hands and rubbed the area, so he could get a closer look. She knew she was kind of teasing him. Now she was paying for it. "Go to bed," She pushed his hand down, and walked away, and up the stairs. The young girl basically ran upstairs to her boyfriend's room. The third roommate's door was closed, the guy her boyfriend went to college with. He was away for the weekend. Again, lucky for her. A few minutes later, her boyfriend came up, drunker than before..