"Oh yeah, baby girl. Let Daddy fuck your hot little mouth. Umm. I'm gonna cum and fill you up, ohh. here it cums."With that, his eruptions started, an... loads of cum began pouring down her throat, but she pulled back a little so she could get her mouth full. She gasped as the hot sperm pumped into her sucking mouth, some dripping out the corners and dribbling down her chin. She grasped his ass cheeks, a finger snaking around his asshole as she squeezed every drop into her, gobbling it. "Sylvia, Martin knows everything about everything," he told me."Terrific I will have every trainee here wanting to marry me for my money. Money I don't even have yet and probably will never get." Would you believe the lottery is fixed and you are about to win it?" Liam asked. "That's what I hear." Another wild rumor," I said."I see you are in no hurry to go back to playing Sheriff," Liam commented."It had gotten boring," I said as an explanation, even though I did not owe him one. I hated to. I wanted to stare, hell, I did stare, but she was the other half of my pot dealer’s lesbian couple…another stalemate. How Kristi ended up with Noël, I have no idea, but thank whatever gods there are for that match. The blonde woman sitting on my right on the sofa was the reason for me eating, Kristi’s mother. Now this was a woman. Forget all of the sexist notions that a woman should be able to cook; Susan was an “old-head.” A true hippy from the sixties and seventies, she could throw down. Jenny, Megan, Erica,Jill, and Leslie: Sarah's friends while not as malicious as Sarah enjoyed watching her make a fool of John 18,18,19,18. more details in the story.Marcuse: A soul dealer who wears a 3 piece white suit with gelled back jet black hair and red eyes that have a black slit down the middle he has a small black goatee. he appears to be a white southern gentleman even uses a southern accent when he speaks to possible victims. Always thinking ahead and getting the best deals possible.