The cops had contacted his parole officer, who claimed that her ex had reported in as required in his home city almost 300 miles away, yet the DNA tes... on what did turn out to be semen proved it had been him. That would have been enough for an arrest if only they could lay hands on him.We remained on high alert for him, both of us armed anytime and anyplace we could be. We slowly learned more about each other and grew closer; if anything, the threat posed by Corey, her violent alcoholic. "Well, well, well, what do we have here?" Jill's voice asked from the foot of the bed."Jill? What the hell are you doing here? How did you get in?" I asked, raising my head."I still have my key. I came to see for myself if you were sleeping with the little slut. Turns out you are. With company too. The authorities ought to be real interested in this situation." Jill said, almost maniacally."Jill, get the fuck out. Brenda and I were married two weeks ago." I said, angrily."I don't see that. Something came over me. Like I gave up. And suddenly...it was embarassingly feeling really really good. I had to keep sucking Friend 2 and I started to suck him harder as I was really getting fucked good by a second cock.And then it happend. With out anyone touching my own cock...it suddenly just urupted. I groaned loud with cock in my mouth as I shot again and again all over the floor. I could hear my friends laughing and calling me names but all I could think about was hot great it felt to be. .. "Through Felicia's efforts, I've discovered that there are actually women to whom chattel slavery represents a pleasant prospect of selfless service. Isn't that amazing?" W--," Sharon started, then shut up. 'Really?' just wasn't going to be transmitted properly with her mouth wrapped around Armand's 'thing'. Sharon couldn't visualize voluntarily acceding to Armand's demands; even if she were to appear to do so, the resistance would remain, inside.Armand took Sharon's meaning, anyway, and.