Looking down at my exposed ass, Juan blurted out that the cum slut is turned on and reached down and squeezed the head of my hardening cock. Peter the... said, "See I told you guys that she was a cum slut and that we would have no problems in having the slut satisfy our needs and demands." I then felt Juan behind me and as I heard his zipper being lowered, I closed my eyes for the expected pain from the first cock to penetrate my ass. In one swift motion, Juan buried his already hard cock. The darkness filled her - possessed her.Chapter five: Release.Brian slept in late, waiting for the house to become his. He knew if he delayed long enough the others would be immersed in the daily routine; leaving the house deserted.Brian had a secret, it was not one he was proud of, nor was it one he could resist. He rose and slipped on his dressing gown, and made his way to the kitchen. Brian opened the fridge, and drank milk, guzzling it straight from the plastic bottle, ignoring the cold. Peking duck, Szechuan spicy deep-fried squid, Hunan chicken, beef with broccoli, twice cooked pork, fried dumplings, shark’s fin soup, combination lo mein and fried rice. The man was a pig. Our client sat next to him. After dinner, the client repeatedly poured more Tsingtao beer in his glass. Beer meant his bladder filled up quickly. Thirty minutes after finishing his meal, he burped and headed to the boy’s room. It was a typical Chinatown bathroom. Small, narrow, the stench of urine pervading. . just thinking about the pumpkin." Not your friend, Tammy?" she teased."Mom..." Okay, relax," she said as she rolled her eyes. "I'm just teasing a little. I know a crush when I see one." Yeah, I do kind of like her," I admitted."She certainly likes you," she added. "You make a cute couple, you two."I blushed again as she giggled and began clearing away the dishes."I am going out for a few hours," she announced. "So you do the dishes for me, okay?" Sure, Mom." "I will be back by nine," she said.