.mmmmm...(kiss)...is..(kissing lower)...mine", he groaned against her tender flesh, stopping at the place where her neck met her collar bone. His lips...lingered here for what seemed like minutes, devouring her sweet taste, leaving his mark on his favorite place...on his girl.His hands made their way down to her soft breasts as he towered over her, pressing her every curve into the wall as his rising chest leaned into her, taking her lips with his again. Safe, secure, wanted, and needed is how. How fuckin many are there? This could go on forever. The guy underneath pulls out and creams all over my chest already sticky with cum and sweat, so number three bites the dust, and my erect nipples as he slides out from underneath, and of course there is another anxious and waiting cock sliding it's way back in. So that makes six so far, God please let that be it. I feel my hair being pulled like a leash as I try hard not to bite down on the dick pumping away in my mouth. Hands smack my. Was that a memory? I believed it was. I turned off the ignition, got my purse and jacket and sat there in my car, trying to get up the courage to go inside.For the first time, I realized that I hadn't thought to fix anything ahead of time for dinner. Should I have stopped for take-out? Should I have fixed something? What did Carmine like now? Had his tastes changed sine he was on his own? I shook my head and decided that I was just stalling, looking for any reason to not go inside my own home.I. When they got into the back room, Christina said, “Yes, she said if we come back in about 3 hours, someone will be here to take care of the other thing for us. And, the same arrangements are made for payment.”“Great!” said Linda, “Now, what do we have for our slut Jane?”Jane laughed and said it was something for them to keep track of her at all times, and produced a little ring, with a short chain attached to it. On the other end of the chain, was a little bell. She shook it and they could hear.