‘Chris went home,’ she said. ‘I know. I heard him leave.’ ‘I sent him home. I thought he was making you uncomfortable.’ ‘Stacey, no, yo... don’t have to do that. This is your apartment, and you have a life. Believe me, live your life.’ ‘It’s just that I know you saw…well, you know….’ ‘Stacey, it’s okay. What, because I live with you now, you’re not supposed to have any fun? I don’t want that for you.’ ‘Are you sure? I can always take him to my room, or maybe we should just go to his place. Next I knew she plonked herself on the large sofa between George and I and fished his big cock out of his slacks and started tomfondle it as I peeled off her panties and worked my fingers in her slit. As the game had started again most of our concentration was on the tv, even when Sarah began to suck George off. And when she sucks cock she Loves to,swallow though it took longer with him probably as he was trying to watch the match. Match or no match I wanted pussy so lowered my pants to my. Licking up and down the outside of the shaft nipping at the head a little bit of pre-cum is there and she licked it off. One of her favorite things. Grabbing his balls and holding his scrotum she manipulated them licking down over the ball sack. She found she was in no hurry. Hated herself on some level for enjoying the whoring. But this time she had no trouble getting the head in her mouth. She started her motion jacking him off with her right hand and moving just the head in and out of her. "Well, what did your Amber do while she was bored?"I walked into the kitchen, and saw a small bowl of pasta primaverawaiting for me. I hate that stuff -- the roasted vegetables, theabsolute lack of meat. It even smelled horrible. "This, this is herfavorite dish?" I know I'm going to have to eat it, but I'm certainlynot going to enjoy it.I knew my "father" was watching the video Irecorded -- it's going in the other room. God knows how many hits it'sgoing to have. God knows how I'd be.