“Hi, Glenda, do you mind if I sit down?” I knew that voice. I turned and looked up at Bella’s heart shaped face. She wore jeans and a different...turtleneck sweater and the same black leather jacket. I had to make a quick decision. If I let her sit down, the rest of the customers would know we were friends which meant I would go on the list of hookers in the area. Then again, I felt a bit sorry for her; it must be a lonely life she lived, I thought. “Sure, have a seat.” She took off her. “I’m sure that’s why you came in, to say that you don’t want your niece to mouth fuck you.” Loreena chuckled. Oliver blew his load post-haste, and banshee let his cock out of her mouth as the boy slumped to the floor, completely used up. Her eyes found Loreena’s. “Let’s see it,” Loreena ordered. The cum in her mouth gleamed like an oversized pearl. “Go ahead and swallow, your Uncle is ready for his,” Loreena commanded. “I can’t,” Joey said again. As banshee swallowed the Oliver’s cum, Loreena. I had a shitload of reading to do for US History and English. Ms. Grayson had given us a full outline of Personal Financial Responsibility for the semester and part of it was to file an income tax return. I hadn’t even thought about it, but I had a couple thousand I had to file tax on. Of course, when I filed there wouldn’t be a tax because it was under the limits and I was a dependent but it was the first income tax form I’d file in this world. So I thought. Welcome to flat tax, Jacob. Things. As I went up, I heard sounds coming from our bedroom, I knew immediately that it was the sound of my favorite vibrator, then gasps of passion that were unmistakeable. "Mmm, Aaron, oh, Aaron, mmm, yes, fuck me, oh, I love your cock, Aaron. Fuck me, fuck me." Lisa was masturbating as she fantasized my husband fucking her. I quickly went back down into the kitchen and made some noise, then called out, "Lisa, Lisa, we're home," loud enough to make sure she heard. Aaron came into the kitchen from.