She smiled back. It was kind an embarrassed grin and it lit up her face. ‘You’d think I’d know how to start a gas pump by now,’ she said. ‘...t’s been that kind of day for me.’ I offered my help and we got it figured out. There was a lever that she’d forgotten to flip up. My pump had stopped, so I knew I didn’t have much excuse to keep standing there, but she didn’t seem to mind my attention. It had been a frustrating day already, so I felt I had nothing to lose. ‘This is a little weird,’ I. It's a bitch." Has he fucked you again?" Debra asked.Gloria blinked a couple of times at the sudden change of subject. But she was getting used to it. "He has never really fucked me, he just did things with his mouth down there. He hasn't even repeated that." I think that he likes you, Gloria." How could I tell. He treats me like a business partner." Did I ever mention that whenever someone turns him on, he drops by here and fucks the living hell out of me. That's bad enough. Then twice a week. "Of course I came back, Susan!" said Donna, hugging her tightly."Now Susan," she said, taking her drug-addled head in her hands, "You want to be a slut, right?"Susan smiled and nodded awkwardly with her clasped head."I wanna be Donna's slut!"The blonde blushed and almost started doing her once again, but Tom's watching eyes stopped her."Yes, Susan, you're my slut! But you can't just be my slut--a real slut fucks lots of people!"Susan crossed and uncrossed her eyes."But I I did fuck lots of. He was pulling her nipples by holding them between his teeth. Then he caught my mom’s long hair and kissed on her shivering lips. Even she caught his head tightly in pleasure while kissing. I did not believe my eyes while this was going on. Then he placed my mom onto the mat, and asked her whether she was satisfied. Then my mom told him that this was not enough at all. Then she started focing him, asking him to fuck her. In fact she was elaborating what she wanted. She was asking him to fuck.