’ ‘I hear they’re very fashionable this year Even.’ ‘Son, just do it. You don’t have to look at them, other people do. You can tell them...that they are the height of fashion in Texas. When you get back home you can burn them.’ ‘He’s keeping those bathing suits if he wants to see Zoie again.’ ‘The dictator of this house has spoken. The men of this household are subservient to her. We bow before her will. Get used to it my boy, one day that will be Zoie talking to you.’ ‘No she won’t. I will. If she headed back home she would definitely get in trouble for being so late, so she decided to go inside and hope nobody would notice her lack of outfit. She entered the building and walked with confidence. She figured if she was confident nobody would question her revealing outfit for work, right? She usually would spend most of the day behind her desk so she wouldn't have to face many people or walk around much. This gave her a feeling of security.Julia walked over to her desk, sat down,. "please, I want your cock!" Jeanne falsely begs."Then take it down your throat" I say."I can't, my throat hurts" she says, as her throat is swollen from repeatedly deep throating 16 different cocks within the last three days."Do it anyway bitch!" I yell as slap her in the face. She starts swallowing my cock with bloody lips. As she is doing this I talk to the guys. "okay, at first remember when I didn't wanna get her pregnant? That's so that the DNA didn't trace back to us. But now we are. " The two of us sat on the couch, a pretty far distance away from one another as we watched TV. My mind kept wondering what it would be like if Brendon were to all of a sudden begin to strip and do me right there on the couch. This was not the first time I'd thought about this, either. "So, Jill, how's school going?" He asked. I looked over at where he was sprawled out on the couch as if he lived there. He looked really hot with his messy brown hair and beginnings of a beard. I had to look away.