Made breakfast for me alone, with some extra strong coffee to fight the horrible hangover I was having. Went to pick up the mail to read it latter, pr...bably filled with bills I could barely afford.Last night I drank myself half way to the grave, trying to forget over the loneliness I was having. I drank myself away when I wasn’t able to get a date on a Friday night in the middle of L.A., not even a quick fuck or a drunken make up with a waisted chick. Nothing. I wasn’t even allowed inside the. Pulling him to his feet she kissed him, ‘thanks kid’ she whispered, ‘You have been great.’ When he licked his lips she kissed him again her hands pulling his body close. This time Charlie held her tight pushing his throbbing cock hard against her body. He took his time and kissed her back forcing his tongue into her mouth. ‘I might be eighteen but I don’t like being called a kid,’ he grunted as he ran his hand over her rear and ground his cock against her body. Michelle was surprised and. The bus was crowded this morning and she was standing almost to the rear hanging onto a pole that she felt comfort in touching but was only a blur in her sight and she was pressed in on all sides by the humanity around her. It was an overwhelming crush of bodies both male and female and she really didn’t mind it because she hadn’t had any carnal relations ever since her beloved mentor Professor Antonio had passed away and willed her his brownstone in the city with the wonderful shooting range. This must be his climax I thought, but then Mum cried out: “Alan, do me in my pussy while Ray is buggering me!” Fuck! I almost came at the very thought, this was SO dirty. Ray stopped and looked at me quizzically, a questioning look on his face. I nodded at him agreeing we should do her together. How to arrange it though? Mum took charge. “Get on your back, Alan, I'll get on top of you and then Ray can go up my bottom from behind!” We didn't need telling twice. I lay on my back, Mum knelt down.