He gave me an address and told me to go myself since he has a girlfriend (though they are a bit of swingers) and didn't want to be seen there. The adr...ess was a small apartment and I went up after dinner to the address number. I rang the bell and a cute jap girl answered it. She was wearing shorts and a singlet with her cleavage in full view and her nipples straining against the fabric. My cock hardened at the sight. She pulled me in and I followed her to a table. There we sat down and. "It's in the same building as the one you're moving out of." She looked up at me. "Speaking of which, I don't think there'll be any problems with you moving into that unit, Seth."I nodded. "Well, if I find anything wrong, I'll let you know."She smiled just as warmly as she did for Jordan earlier. She grabbed stacks of printed papers from the printer and arranged them on the desk. Once finished, she slid one stack of papers across the desk. "Girls first," she said and pointed out where she. It was followed by another and another and my drunken mind figured out he was pumping cum up me and I loved it. My boyfriend had always pulled out. When he was finished cumming he pulled out of me, and stood up. He didn’t bother to pull my skirt down. I heard him zip his pants up, and he said something like “thanks for the fuck cunt, I’ll lock up for you.” Then he just left.I don’t know how long I lay on the bathroom floor it seemed like days but later my friends told me I was only. You can make your own decisions without me."Shit, Anthony thought. He scanned his memory, trying to think of anything he might have said or done to annoy Claire but came up empty. Unless this is about me making her show me her tits back in Omaha, but she didn't make it seem like that was big deal to her. Oh well, he sighed. Better just go in there and face the music."Hey," he said as he walked into the living room. Anthony grabbed a chair and sat opposite the two girls. As he sat he bumped.