Suddenly she ached for the boy. She thought of how she used to make oversized sandwiches for him. He would pedal up to the house with a book bag on hi... back. She would feed him and then send him off to wherever Ben was working. When she looked back at him the tall heartbroken man seemed little if anything like the boy she had known back then. ‘Fuck.’ She thought to herself not realizing she had said anything. ‘What?’ he sputtered, surprised by the word. He turned to her and a smile crawled. Swipe. She was sandwiched between two men, one white and one black. Swipe. Swipe.Swipe.The phone pinged. Another message“Now you know what he looks like,” it said. “Or rather: what they look like.”Peter Hawkins rose from his bed. He walked into his den and on to a cupboard. The bottle with the 10 on it was still almost half full. He poured two fingers. Swallowing it all at once made him cough, but he poured another two fingers.Prue crawled out of a ruined bed.It wasn’t hers, nor was the room as. Thanks God I know the guy?s wife. She got me off the hook with her husband. But all that aside, the foreclosure is next week.?I wiped my hand across my mouth. ?So, how much do you need??Chris gave out an aggravated little laugh. ?I didn?t call for money! The house is history. I can?t pay the mortgage now or later. I need a place to live!?Oh shit. This was worse than I expected. We talked for an nearly an hour and I finally said those horrible words, ?You can come and live with me.?It was. The first shot hit Jill right on the lips and dribbled down her chin and dripped on to her chest. I spurted a few times on Jill’s tits and face and then turned slightly and hit Cheryl right on the face and tits as well, but Cheryl had her mouth open a bit and licked what cum had hit her on the face and swallowed the cum. I fell back onto the chair and admired the girls with my cum all over their bodies. Jill looked at Cheryl and as she rubbed my cum all over her tits, asked Cheryl how.