“Come for me! Cum in me. Breed me!” she whispered in my ear. Burying my face in her cleavage, I raised my hips, burying my cock deep. I bellowed a... my cock exploded, washing the walls of her cunt with my seed. I fell back on the couch, exhausted, sated and ready for some rest. I looked over at Syd, standing in front of Terry, feeding him her breasts as he fingered her battered cunt. He removed his fingers, fed them to her and said, “We have to talk!”We all sat, Bobbi on Terry’s lap, his fingers. I was a Junior in high school, and had recently bought my 1st car. It was a 1964 Chevelle Malibu with bench front seats, 3speed on the column and a 283 under the hood. I loved that car! I went to a Catholic private school about 25 miles from home and up till now I had to ride the bus. So getting my own wheels meant freedom in more ways than one. I had a female friend who I had known since we where very young as our parents had been friends. We grew up kind of like brother and sister, we. I licked my lips unconsciously as every sound in the room just faded away. It was like I had horse blinders on. Nothing else mattered or existed. My focus was squarely on Mark, or his bulge to be more blunt.I was only maybe five feet away from him when he got up and walked to the back of the house. I followed like a lost dog in heat. We went to the deck out back. He stood by the railing overlooking a wooded ravine in the moonlight. I stood beside him as we took in the sights.You know I've. Instead of working harder, smarter and faster, you want to take my money? It’s not going to happen. That twenty dollar tip at lunch was because Wally just sold a yacht and made a nice commission. Would you even know that? I work my ass off for this place and my customers while you just drag your sorry ass in here thinking that the world owes you a living.”I looked at the manager. “I’m sorry George, but before I share my hard earned tips with this lazy bitch I will quit. No two weeks notice..