He had to stop himself from rolling his eyes in exasperation. Was this more nonsense about Fairfax and his mental breakdown?“What on Earth do they h...ve to be afraid of?” Ethan demanded, planting his hands on his hips.“We hear noises on the higher floors,” one of the janitors explained. She was a short woman with long, curly hair, her accent perhaps Cuban or Puerto Rican.“This is a very old building,” Ethan explained, “it’s bound to make noises. Creaking floors, rattling vents, gurgling pipes.. Shelly relaxed her throat muscles and let Scott face fuck her. To torment him, she would alternately close her lips around his shaft tight and then open then, making gurgling, slurping and occasionally choking sounds. She could feel Scott losing control, fucking her mouth faster, and loved the effect she was having on him. He was becoming a sex-starved b**st.Scott's dick was soon slick with her saliva and throat mucus. Shelly could feel it dribbling down her chin, onto her boobs and hear it. Angie's breath tickled her ear when she spoke again. "That's where the orgasms come in. It's awesome! I'll teach you how." Cheryl was filled -- had been filled -- with strange unfamiliar feelings since Angie had mounted her in the first place. Now the feelings increased as she watched Angie jump to the floor and go to lock the already closed door.Returning to the bed, Angie did something that made Cheryl Sue's mouth drop open and her cheeks feel even hotter. Angie stood beside the bed and. I also had the side dishes for it, thinking mainly to have corn and mashed potatoes, and probably some stuffing as well. I took the roast out of the freezer and put it in the microwave knowing that it would take a few hours to cook the way I wanted. Then I checked the fridge for my supply of drinks. As usual I didn’t have much other then my pop. So I went down to my room and got dressed and went to the store to get some things. I got home from the store and put away the things I needed, and set.