There were no blankets on the bed, there was probably little need given the unbearable heat in the room. There was a grimy toilet in the corner with ... moldy sink just to its side. Joyce collapsed on the frayed and torn mattress and sobbed. She pulled her arms in close to her body trying to feel some comfort, no matter how ineffective it was. She didn’t know how long she sat there sobbing and hugging herself. Her heart started to beat and she could feel the blood racing. An unhelpful boyfriendGently, Diane asked, “I gather that you and Justin sometimes did have a good time sexually?”“Oh yes. He was very good with hands and mouth, and I’d get very wet very fast. Often, he’d finger me to a climax or two. He wasn’t as good with his mouth, but sometimes I’d explode to that. Justin, though, was an absolutely great fuck.“The problem came because he liked to leave sperm on me as a mark, and I hated that. He bitched when it started leaking out of me and I ran to the. She strokes my cock as she does this.By now a crown starts to gather near the windows. She starts to notice."We have an audience" she says"Yes, I told you I talk about you" I say"Let's give them a good show then" she saysNow she starts to deep throat my cock. I grab her head with both hands and slowly push her head towards my body. As her nose hits the belt on my pants I keep her head there, making her gag."Mmmm, fuck yes baby, feels so damn good" I tell herAt this time one of the woman has. To my surprise, my dad just laughed, and told Ryan he handled tools like a woman and informed him that the object he had just been injured by was called a w-r-e-n-t-c-h. I always found his swearing extremely attractive, not that I knew what attractive even meant back then.I finally found the courage to stand up, only a little sore from my prior engagement. I walked the short way down the hall in an odd, tight-legged way that lessened the throbbing in my ass. Of course as I entered Ryan's room.