Mark grabbed my head with his left hand and turned my face towards his, giving me a deep French kiss as his cock jerked inside me. "Oh yeah, yeah baby..." It was the strangest feeling when he slowly pulled his cock out of me, I wanted so badly for it to stay where it was. Jay had already stripped off his pants and got behind me. I wanted to get fucked by every one of them. Jay had a little bit smaller cock and slid it right in. He immediately started fucking me hard, his hands on my hips, pulling. Neither for him nor for her. His cock rages with cloying need while her breasts slip in and out of his grasping hands. He moves forward to slip his pulsing stalk in the cleft between her cheeks, pressing his chest against her back and his face in the soaked tangle of her shining hair. “I feel things,” he says. His voice sounds calm while the pulse through his body becomes a soft, hammering throb. “Yer feelin’ plenty…” “You know what I mean.” He puts his lips up against the shell of her ear.. Using drugs, heroin,” she said. I absolutely know my face flushed and it had to be showing, I was sure, my shock.“Daddy, you’re the only one I can talk to,” she said. “I’m scared, Daddy.” I leaned back in my seat.“Baby you’ve done right to come to me. We will solve this little problem and those two men will be out of, no they are already out of, the picture. You will no longer have to deal with them ever again,” I said.“But, Daddy, there’s a problem.” I gave her a look. “I can’t seem to stop. I. He was thirty-eight years old and at the pinnacle of his career in hotel management. He hated his job and regretted each and every day his decision to drop out of college back in the late sixties in order to pursue a career in music. The music thing had never gone anywhere. Ronald had some talent as a guitar player but not enough to count. Instead of moving on to Hollywood, a recording contract, and a career filled with fame and fortune, Ronald had ended up working in the Ferriday Hotel and.