"If anything, I should be paying YOU. Your labor is worth a lot more than just room and board." Nonsense," I snorted. "I'm homeless, and you're being ...ind."She snorted. "If I didn't know better I'd SWEAR you were trying to get me in bed, Bob MacAllister."That was out of the blue, until I remembered another time when she'd said something like that. That time I had stuck my foot in my mouth and she hadn't talked to me for a couple of days. Jill had patched things over, though. So I probably. I reached out and squirted a blob of lube on her little tight anal entrance and smeared it around the dark hole, pushing even one finger into her, then two. I was about to go for three when she turned to face me. She looked angry; she wanted her asshole to be tight, to do her own business with that black guy.She bent over again and begged for Peter to get his thick cock in her ass. I held Anita’s face in my hands to watch her expression as she began getting her sweet tiny ass fucked by this. Len seemed to notice but brushed it off. One time though, shedid see Len get an erection from it when Len had his hands busy andcouldn't walk away or hide. She got a good look - but had to look awaywhen she saw Len had caught her staring.Mandy began fantasizing what it would be like to have unadulteratedaccess to Len's butt. One night, she even dreamed she WAS Len, bikingwith the RUDS spandex tickling her right at the bottom of her male ass.That was hot!Mandy also began being super-attracted to. “My dick fit perfectly between those tits, it really felt amazing!” The bartender told her, his face close to hers. He kissed her and squeezed her boobs.“You are so beautiful. I’ve been waiting for this day” Mike leered at her. His hands slid up and down her thighs repeatedly and rubbed her inner thighs. He rubbed his fingers between her legs. She squirmed from the violation, but there was no stopping them. She screamed as she felt Mike’s fingers enter her vagina and Maurice started sucking her.