I closed my eyes and took another deep breath. “Can you feel her cherry with your cock?” Dad asked softly. I nodded. “And you’re abo...t to squirt, aren’t you?” I nodded again. “Ok, Adam, what you gotta do is pull it out just a bit, then shove it in, as hard as you can. That’s your cherry son, pop it. Fuck your little virgin, Adam!” I pulled out a little, then pushed back in again, only, I didn’t get through. Slamming my dickhead against the barrier in her pussy just about sent me. He had gone by the Imperial Apartments and found that there was a vacancy on the very same floor as Mr. and Mrs. Anonymous. Smirking signed a six-month lease on the unit and had scheduled the cheap furniture rental company to deliver a couch, TV, and king size bedroom set to the unit tomorrow. He had gone to a local shopping mall and bought some pillows and linens for the bed and some towels for the bathroom.He had an appointment with Mr. Anonymous' employer later that day. And he had obtained. I turned my head and saw the stone walls devoid of decorations, cold and gray. A fire place large enough to walk through sat in one wall like a gaping mouth cold and dark. A washing stand, with bowl and pitcher, even a towel for drying all sat in one corner of the otherwise empty room. A small slit for a window allowed only a dim amount of the remaining winter sun to filter into the room.I sat up groaning. What happened? Where was I? Oh yes, we were attacked. My eyes flew wide open and I rushed. Chris knew what he had to do, what he wanted to do, or at least try to do. Looking deeply into her eyes, he moved his mouth into position, slowly working down, he felt the tip reach the back of his throat, his mouth felt deliciously full, but he gagged ever so slightly. Lynn had moved her head down to maintain the eye-lock as he progressed. It was very intense, for them both, but Lynn added some extra spice by easing his cock out and pulling on it gently. Chris pushed down further, he gagged.