“I mean look at me,” I showed him my naked body. “Would you fuck me? It will be a secret between us.”He was shocked. “No child. I can’t,�... he said. “Please Mr. Roy, I want you to satisfy me. I want you to fuck me.” I gathered all the courage and touched his cock. It was hard. He went away.I pulled him and placed his hand on my boobs. It was electrifying. That hand on my boobs. Mr. Roy suddenly picked me up and took me to my room. He put me on the bed. And he said to me, “You are such a slut,. Living here with me possibly gave her an excuse to keep something of her old position, and I can't blame her." Paul thought, understanding the need to belong, still there would have to be ground rules that needed to be established."If you wish to stay then you have one of two options: either you can pay rent, or keep the apartment clean. This is my home, not yours, so you I say what goes. If you don't like that, then you are welcome to walk out that door any time. One more thing: here you call. Both girls began to feel the gusset of their panties begin to soak as they sucked and played with each others tits. Then their hands began to go lower and they are sliding each others panties down as they stand by Beths bed. Michelle takes beths panties down first kissing and licking her shaved mound holding and rubbing her ass. As Beth pulls Michelles down and begins to do the same Michelle winces from her slightly bruised ass."Whats wrong" Beth asked."Oh nothing just was kinda turned on I. He pulled his face away from between my legs, stood up, and gave me a devious look. He ripped my skirt off, pulled my shirt up over my armpits, and grabbed a squeeze bottle of chocolate syrup. He covered my mouth with one hand while he drizzled a sweet, sticky trail from my pubic bone up my belly to each of my breasts, making sure to leave a healthy dollop of liquid milky chocolate on each nipple. I had a very good idea of how thorough he would be as his tongue followed the chocolate trail. My.