.. she just wants to get revenge of some sort, Owen. I ... can’t go. No, I won’t go!”It took Tabby’s call that night to quell Laura’s fears,...and to my surprise and relief, she accepted Tabby’s invitation to join us, specifically for a night of ‘wanton lust.’Even so, Laura called me several times needing reassurances before finally showing up at our home that Friday wearing a basic black cocktail dress with a string of pearls drooping over a slightly scooped neckline.Tabby did her best to put. He's so awesome; He turned to introduce me to the men.Mark was the youngest at forty-two. He was like a Tom Cruise, kind of look alike with a gym body. He was short but as I soon learned, hung like Tom. Eight inches but not as thick, with a head like a door knob. I've never seen anything like it.The other man in the room was Meddy. He was of Middle Eastern decent, dark and quiet. He was formerly in a relationship, living the lifestyle, but now single. He had an average build and I soon found. Sometimes, the depraved perverts on the other side of the thin wall would put their other ends up to the opening and she knew they wanted their brown eyes rimmed. It was sort of gross to her, but the two credits meant a full night’s lodging and she just closed her eyes and pretended it was some pretty girl’s snatch looking for a friendly tongue.One night, a huge black cock was shoved thru the hole and she thought it was a joke because nobody could possibly be that big. After a few licks, she. She left all her breakfast stuff out. She had strewn her clothes all over the floor. Her makeup was out and everywhere in the bathroom, along with a new bottle of perfume out on the counter. She had already done some handwash, and so pantyhose, panties, and bras were hanging almost everywhere in the house drying. In the bedroom, she had clothes all over the bed where it looked like she had gotten out 2 or 3 outfits to wear to work before she decided on one. I tripped on one of her heels that.