To the left, the room was divided into several cubicles. There, two women with concerned faces watched them enter.One, a short, plump white woman in h...r thirties, dressed in a smart business suit and dress, stepped forward. "What happened, Corrine? I heard some tires squeal and a terrible noise! Diane, are you alright?"The woman leading Jeff answered. "Oh, Diane tried to stop a car with her head. Honestly, I can't believe she's still with us. The car got the worst of it, if you can believe. He must have written the note on a sandwich wrapper at that time. Because he slipped it in my pocket, before I sat down on the low fiberglass seat of the orange trike.The pile of dirty clothes were about to take over the house. I looked at the bathroom where the washer and dryer would be installed that very afternoon. I had no choice but to wait for the delivery. I don't know that it would have made any difference in how I spent my day. I didn't have a plan when I woke and I didn't have a plan. "Shirley and I nodded and left the room for my laptop which I kept in my bedroom. We left the door open. After all, I knew the rules.Shirley noticed that and said, "Is that one of the rules? Could I kiss you or does that break the rules?" Her eyes were smiling and she had a fiendish grin on her face."The door has to remain open. You had better kiss me back." With that remark, I pulled her tight and gave her a passionate kiss which was eagerly and vigorously returned. We broke our clench and got. Debbie licked, kissed, sucked and teased the sensitive and swollen tip of my cock shooting jolts of pleasure from each nerve ending up through my body. Finally she wrapped her hand around my shaft and sucked me into her mouth. I was ready to explode, but she knew just how to keep me right on the edge. From the look in her eyes she was enjoying every second of the torture she was administering.Her saliva coated my cock and balls as Debbie continued to fuck me with her mouth. My balls were.