She could still feel the ache in her groin from Michael's light-hearted assault, and wanted to be alone. Her s*******nth birthday had been one of the ...etter ones but she had decided that she didn't want to spend her eighteenth on the street. When everyone was sleeping, she got up and crept out of the building. The street outside was quieter, but still littered with street whores and crack-heads. It wasn't a great site, and though she'd grown accustomed to it all, a professional street-k**, she. .." Mother that's not what I meant."Martin looked at the two of us with a smirk on his face. I'd told him allabout Adam and I; how I'd got completely sick, in the end, of how passivehe was."What's the matter then dear?" she replied."What I mean is I'm bothered about what's underneath his apron," I said,waggling my fork at him, "the apron's perfectly fine... it's just Ithought you'd have him in something more suitable for the occasion." Oh you are a bossy-boots sometimes Alison. He didn't come. ‘Mad? About what?’ ‘I have something to ask you. A favor, okay?’ I lay on my back and she slid her sweaty nude body across mine, rubbing her shaved and slick crotch against my thigh. I found it very hard to refuse Carla anything when she got in this type of affectionate and sensuous mood. ‘Ask away.’ ‘I want to take Tommy to the beach with us.’ Silence made the bedroom seemed darker and it swelled over us like a blanket. I sighed. I loved Carla’s erotic games, but I wondered about her fooling. Fill her up,” Melanie commanded.“Yes!” exclaimed Sylvie, punching her fist in the air.Jim, Jake and I formed a semi-circle around her and she dropped to a crouch to blow us all into life.“Remember,” she said to all of us as she scooped up my cock. “I want you all in every hole, so don't forget to move around.”When she had all three cocks fully upright, Sylvie dropped to her knees, presenting us all with a lovely view of her bare ass, black-haired pussy and shapely legs in seamed red stockings,.