Then he tells Penny to get on her knees on the floor. Penny complies, sinking to her knees looking up. TJ tells Penny to open her mouth and hold out h...r tongue. She immediately does as she is told. Surprisingly TJ's dick still hangs limp. TJ hands you the camera and tells you to switch it to video mode. Then takes his limp cock and pushes it into Penny's mouth. Before we start again I need to let our whore have a drink. Penny begins gagging and coughing around the limp cock in her mouth and. I stood up. I was wearing boxers but I wasn’t wearing a shirt. I looked on either side of myself and didn’t see anything resembling one of my shirts. I reached under thigh-pillow-smelly-vag’s head and yanked out a white t-shirt. She stirred, but didn’t wake up. I put the shirt on. It seemed masculine enough. I felt too ill to go looking for my pants. I found my sandals by the door and wandered out of the house. Thrash-Metal music played at a soft volume as I opened the metal door with a screen. Claire then went into the ladies’ bathroom and disappeared for 20 seconds. I become fidgety, nervous, excited all at the same time. What was going to happen? What am I doing? Questions that were being deafened by the original “Give it to her good” thought. I waited patiently. The Ladies’ door swung open again, and Claire’s pretty face appeared round the corner. “Come here” she whispered, gesturing for me to follow her. I stood there for a few seconds, almost grounded with excitement. I looked. I didn’t have to wait for more than a few minutes before she straightened up and took a deep breath. ‘Sean is the son of my sister Isabella,’ she said, her voice low and sad ‘and I know I told you about her, that she was the reason I wanted to help you?’ I nodded and folded my hands on the table, both wanting to hear the story she seemed intent on telling and dreading it, because I wasn’t sure I could stand to hear the story if it reminded me of my own, or if I could handle her sadness as she.