Cindy’s mother cocked her head as Martin held the passenger door open for Cindy. ‘Martin dear,’ she asked, ‘is this… Cindy’s car?’ ‘M...ne’s in the shop,’ Martin answered reactively. Why lie? But he sure had. Martin pulled away from the curb. Cindy said, ‘Faster,’ then continued to look out the window. Martin stepped as hard on the gas as he comfortably could. ‘You lied to my mother, you fuckwad,’ Cindy said without emotion. ‘Sorry,’ Martin said. ‘I felt a bit weird back there, especially in. By the time my rent ran out at the motel, my apartment was ready. It was the only one that was, but that was okay as well. I got a few of the guys from the shelter to help me move my things from storage to the apartment. I didn't do it to save money, I did it to give the guys some work and to kill some time myself.Vlad had been gone a week and one day when I moved into the apartment. I expected to hear from him any time during that week. He promised to chase down Davenport for me and get him. The dance ended. They embraced and exchanged a passionate, tongue swirling kiss. Joan eased the top of Carol's dress down, exposing a pair of perfect breasts. Her breasts were the size of a cupped hand. Her nipples were jutting out, erect and her chest was flushed deep red. Joan's pulled the straps of her gown down her beautiful breasts out in the open for all to see. Carol leaned toward Joan and softly circled her nipples with her nipples. Joan took Carol's face in her hands and kisses her. I start to twist around, more than ready to get your throbbing cock into another hole. That's when I feel the stinging slap on my inner thigh. Again and again. You grab my hair and kiss me roughly. "Did I tell you that you could stop sucking, you stupid, greedy slut?" I try to shake my head but you've got an iron grip on my hair. Apologize and show me how sorry you are" you snarl. And I'm trying to, but suddenly you're biting on my shoulder. And all I can do is tremble and gasp and mewl..