Paul now feeling like he was about to be sick with all that cum in his mouth let out a cry??Shut the fuck up faggot!? Yelled Michael.?Hey dude if fido...needs to take a crap then there’s no time like the present and my ma’s lawn aint gonna be where he’s doin it?? The four of them smirked knowing for full well where the dog was gonna defecate, into the confines and stomach of the fags mouth, yummy! Paul’s stomach lurched but before he could protest he was ordered into the garage, the rest followed. We waited outside to get some fresh air whilst waiting for the cab and were chatting when i said to Miss Stratton"thank you for listening to me when i had a few problems recently"nonsense she said"that's what im here for then she said"well how is the Karen thing now"OK i suppose she still makes comments to me,but im i try to brush them off and carry on"why do you think she makes these comments to you"i don't know really"what do you think Miss Stratton"well i think its obvious that she wants. I could barely stand with the sock still held over my cock. I looked down and saw Steph with her eyes still closed, breathing hard. Just then we heard movement from upstairs. Steph's eyes popped open. It was Trish, and she was coming our way. I threw the sock across the room and struggled to fix my clothes. Steph pulled her shirt down and stood up, fixing her shorts. I still had a pretty good hard-on so I grabbed another laundry basket to cover up. Just then Trish rounded the corner. "What are. She jerked off his shorts and stripped out of his tee shirt.The water was good and hot, the wash job superb, she sniffed his, he sniffed hers. They dried themselves and headed back to bed."Shit," she sniffed his pillow... "Smoke. Mine too." I'll change the pillow covers," she saidShe did ... they finally slept.The next day, she went to the general store and bought several sets of sheets, blankets and new pillows.Jack called the Jeep dealer."Jeep." said the receptionist, "How may I direct your.