You... to... wash... me... I... don't... think... I... can... do... it... myself..." he croaked again, eyes watering. "Fine, go to the bathroom, I'll ...coop up your clothes and then get underneath the shower with you." Jan said as he bent down to pick up his friend's underwear first. "Alright," Jared said with a smirk as he ran toward the bathroom to start the shower. He grinned as he did so with his right hand grabbing his arousal and stroking it slowly.Jan tsked as he wrapped up picking up. I kept swallowing his huge load before giving his cock a final gag before moving away. He stood, breathing heavily for a while before he moved, buttoning his jeans.“My turn.” The girlfriend was stood at the end of the aisle a hand down her trousers, moving slowly. The boyfriend grinned and moved to the stairs. The blonde walked over to me an grabbed my hair. “Get these trousers off and eat my cunt” she added a slap with fingers moist with pre-cum. I slipped the button off her trousers and. I checked my alarm clock as I heard a lawn mower in the distance. It was close to 11am. I rolled over brushing my semi hard cock on the sheets. I walked over to the window, looking out to my back yard. The sun was in my eyes as I looked around. I then squinted to get a better look. I almost fell back on my bed. I rubbed my eyes. I looked around my bedroom. My door was closed. My room was already a mess, for just being home two days. It had been over a year since, I had been home. My how things. .. I was Martha’s pet. You feed your pet based on what you can afford, your pet doesn’t tell you to make more money. Gold or no gold, Martha was my boss. She told me what to do, what she was going to do. I was a good pet who did what she said. I never had a part in any decision after she took me in. She saved me when I was in hell in Iowa, so I was her pet.”Jerry stuck me as a low-life slimy guy, a leech contributing nothing so society would not miss him. A waste of life. He confessed that he.