She then let go and stood up, as she left the room and went to the bathroom, her smile broadened as she went.Chapter 2 In the bathroom Carol looked in...the mirror and saw exactly what she expected, somebody who had been totally used and abused the night before and her hair was uncombed and make up was now smudged. Not that she was complaining after all she found it hard to recall the last time she had been active into the small hours, and not been dependant on her toys for pleasure. She used the. And once he was ready, he acted.?Open up, slut. You’re going to suck me off. And you’re going to do a good job, or else this.? He paused to press the tip of a knife to her slit, ?Is going up your fuck hole and out your ass!?She sobbed again, but soon found his cock in her mouth. He stood, enjoying her torture. She had no idea how to blow him. He just face fucked her for a while, finally pulling out to spew his seed onto her face. She clenched her mouth shut. He mostly got her neck and cheeks,. He had repeated orgasms has he continued to finger-fuck himself and finally fell asleep exhausted.* * * *"Wake up! Wake up, damn you!"Jack groaned and slowly opened his eyes. He was still lying on the floor with his fingers in his vagina and standing over him was the biker who was really Suzie."Where is it?" Suzie sounded near to panic."What?" Jack replied, still trying to focus on her."The mask. Where is it?"Jack came fully awake. "What? It was on..." his voice trailed off as he realised that. Sophisticates descending from their downtown condos to do a little shopping in the esoteric mix of businesses the neighborhood currently hosts. The old men, and perhaps the bodega itself, understand that this is the beginning of a new surge in gentrification. Some of the downtown people will decide to relocate to the area, because they enjoy the atmosphere. A little bubble of their own reality will follow them, and those like them, and a little of what they are will mix into the local flavor..