He still didn’t have a phone, health insurance, or cable. Considering Abby’s little bombshell about quitting her job, he had a feeling that they w...uldn’t have electricity for much longer. He looked down at his clothes thinking that they were starting to look worn.Jack took a sip of his coffee thinking about the past few weeks. Abby had been a pretty reasonable roommate despite the fact that she was kind of moody. They weren’t together much despite not having an active social life outside of the. Then she gets to write her name in indelible laundry marker, in one-inch letters, anywhere between her navel and the top of her slit. The other four losers have a choice of either being shaved or labeled by the woman who defeated her. Any loser who doesn't want to be shaved or labeled does have another choice, and I really hope they take it. All they have to do is let the woman who beat them install nipple clamps, a clit clip, and handcuffs. She has to wear them all of the rest of tonight, and. "Cheers!", I said, and then both left their lips slide over the glass and took a sip. "Uhmmm delicious. The you have chosen well, Peter, "said Nina, as she licked a drop of his lip with the little heavy. "Yes, Peter has always been damn good at it with wines" continued Tanja. "Come and sit here between us, you're not standing up ... at least not like that." I went around the table and sat between the two. "So tell me then two. How do you know each other then. It does not look exactly like that. (this whole time I am also sucking on a nice sized cock or trying to at least.) Finally I feel pressure and hear a rip as he rips a nice size hole in the back of them like I had told number 1 to do in text. I listen and hear the top of the lube bottle I have beside the bed is popped and then the coolness of it being poured down my crack. I come off the cock long enough to say condom and he tells his cousin to put on a condom. The bed bounces as he gets one off the night stand and puts it on..