“We could find somewhere to live. We could look after each other.”“Bec, why do you want to run away?”“I can’t stay here. He hates me.” I...felt a single tear trickle down my left cheek.“What?”“He hates me. He thinks I’m ugly.”“What?”Something moved the chair I was sitting in. Tried to turn it. Tried to take me away from Cindi. I grabbed whatever was in front of me and held on tight. “Nooo!!”I screamed and fought. Holding on tight. “Noooo!!”Then it all stopped. As suddenly as it started, it all. "Tell me what you want to wear, Princess, or I'll pick outsomething far prettier than either of these."After a struggle he managed, "The shorts," barely above a whisper."That's not what I asked, is it, Ems? I'll give you a clue. The two mostimportant words in your reply will be 'want' and the colour. So tryagain." She put the three items of clothing back on the bed and pickedup one of her church dresses by way of emphasising her earlier threat ofa prettier outfit.Again choking back tears he. Suddenly I came to my senses and realized what I was doing. I released his cock and withdrew my hand back into my own lap only to find the two of them smiling back at me. "Can we take him home?" Pam asked with lust-filled eyes. There was no way I could refuse her a cock like Mike's. The thought of watching her with such a magnificent specimen had me going and I said yes. Mike readily agreed, but asked what to do about his friend Jordan who had come to the club with him. Before I could respond,. The place where i used to sit was in front of the t.v lounge. As meera was watching a drama serial, she had crossed her legs in such a way that her full long legs were visible to me, and i was watching her right upper thigh like a hungry wolf. My cock sprang to joy as i wasn’t wearing any underwear and was creating a huge buldge there. I was having a great side view of meera’s body. I could see her full white hands, a little bit of her slim back, the impression of her bra on her kameez was.