"I followed their instructions, erotically displaying myself as I tiedmyself for their video camera. They entertained themselves with thehelpless me b... tossing me over the sofa back, pulling my panties down andtaking turns fucking me in the ass. I could only make muted moans andgroans and a few squeals with my mouth gagged. They left me theredripping while they relaxed and refreshed. Finally they took pity on me,removed the gag, gave me something to drink and then proceeded to make mesuck them. I don't know. It's hard to think of anyplace being home but the house we're in now. You know what I mean?" Yeah... I sometimes dream I'm still living in my old house. I even miss it sometimes. But you'll get over it Joey. It's not the house, really. It's the people who live in it, and the things you did there with them. The house isn't alive. It didn't do anything that any other house couldn't have done just as well." I know... But... Well, if my folks don't live around here... " You can always. As I lick at her clit, the sweet smell of her scent permeates my nostrils. The earlier, strong scent of “Lysol”, and a hanging toilet deodorizer, no longer was relevant. I’m sure some of the women knew what was going on behind our door. It was clearly noticeable, from the adjacent stalls; our shoes facing in opposite directions, and her on tip toe to accommodate my mouth. At this club, it was normal. At this point, neither of us cared, which was clearly apparent. She had her back against the. " Just kidding, blondie," said Adrianna. "Relax and honestly you lookgreat." Thanks," said Tony."So you're still with Aimee, right?" said Adrianna. "Or is there a newguy or something?" No, I'm still with Aimee," Tony was getting red in the face."So you're a lesbian then right?" said Marcy questioning him."I guess," said Tony."Sorry Toni, I didn't mean to upset you," said Marcy. "Remember, I'm bi,so it's cool either way. I was just curious what caused this change inyou." Not that its bad,.