Stripping off she climbed into the bed, the room spinning when she closed her eyes.Short time later she heard the front door open"Dont put the light o..., come on through to the bedroom"she purred.She heard him stumble into the bedroom, his framed shadow seeming larger than normal.As he stripped and got into bed, she greedily grabbed for his cock, stroking it, licking it alive. Teasing it with her hands, tongue, blowing on it. It wasnt long before he was hard and throbbing. She sucked at the top. This did not ease the ache in Solace’s soul. As they approached each other from opposite sides to meet at the corner of 84th street and Fifth Avenue, right across the street from the Metropolitan Museum of Art, Solace thought, for one very brief, ecstatic moment that Rosanna had a mind to try to breech the growing chasm and heal the festering wounds by inviting her to talk things over at one of their favorite dining haunts. But, again, Solace was wrong—wrong about so many things she had been. Just a smallbusty naked girl standing in a hallway. Maybe I need to wear theclothing again? I tried putting the bra on and off. Still nothing. Maybeif I... *SLAMThat was the door. SHIT. I quietly peeked around the corner, stillnaked. It was Eliza. She went to the kitchen. Why was she home so soon?I'd expected she was going to get lunch somewhere. But here she was.Knowing it was only a matter of time before she found me, I had adecision to make. Put on the baggy "male" clothes, or the skimpy. But a week later came a tall, dark, black guy who everyone knew to be hung. Did he play is all Piggy wanted to know. No one answered. Piggy knew the only way to find out if he was "hung" was to get him to play. So Piggy went to his cell to get the pictures he sells so he can see if the new guy wanted to buy some. As Piggy was walking towards his room one of his regulars that double penetrated Piggy's ass, along with his celly (also the other double penetrator) said Piggy wasn't ready for.