None of them seemed startled by her presence or that of the man.There was a blond, two were brunettes, and one was a redhead. The last woman was a Nub...an who was dark brown in skin and black in hair. After he sat Chloe's bags down, the man called out, "Hey girls, this is Kayla. She's Chloe's friend from Columbus. Something tells me she's new at this. Am I right?"At that point, all the women in the room stopped what they were doing and looked at her expectantly."Huh?" Kayla replied, and stared. . "Item" I think is the word I'm searching for."Susan gasped again, and tried to say something, but it just wouldn't come out."I've talked to my attorney, Susan. The divorce papers should be in the mail Monday. Call my attorney and give him the name of yours so we can get this thing over with. Unless you fight this, I want to make a fair settlement. I'm thinking of giving you the house, the Volvo and a third of the money that was in our savings account when I left here Sunday. I assume you have. Sometimes he would go balls-deep in my throat, sometimes, only about halfway, sometimes just tease at the opening of my throat (which must have felt good to his sensitive cockhead) before slamming it in again. Vicky started squeezing one of her hard nipples, licking her lips, and extended one of her feet and started rubbing my tented panties. “Julie’s got a cum-clitty,” she teased in a sing-songy way. Before too long, Mike started bucking his hips, moaning louder, and said loudly, “Ohhh I’m. He could just make out the shadow of their female forms intertwined. He heard one of them let out a little fart, and the other one slapped her. He felt guilty he had been peeping on them.If they cared or noticed, they didn’t say anything about him creeping around in the hallway.He knocked quietly on his mother’s door. She did not answer. He knocked again, and she did not answer. He opened the door slowly and looked inside. The room was dark, and his mother was asleep under the covers.Every.