I woke up in the morning to the sound of weights clanking in the O’Neal’s basement. Every so often Courtney would cry out in triumph or excitement...as she dropped her weights to the ground. I was finally able to pull myself up from the floor and limp to the bathroom to shower the dried blood and sweat off of my body. As I gently washed my battered body I thought about how I could get rid of Becky once and for all. I would need Vic’s help and the police of course. And I would need Courtney to be. I missed you, your touch and your embrace; and yet I was angry on you because you weren’t there during my tough times and only yelling at me instead. And there was this guy, helping me, providing me comfort and warmth. A hundred thoughts were racing my mind when suddenly Suresh took his hands and hugged me directly, pressing tightly against my chest.‘Wait Suresh’ I spoke out trying to break free but he only pushed me with his body and now I was lying on my bed with him on top of me. He soon. I could feel the fat probing fuck rod through the quivering flesh of Her anal walls, and the buzzing zipped through and made my tongue tingle as I lapped around and around inside Her torrid rectum."Ooooh god yessss, lick my hole, suck it, you disgusting, cocksucking faggot! You love slurping out tight assholes, don't you, my piggy-slut?" I grunted into Goddess Janelle's anus, and She giggled. "Yessssss, that's it piggy, grunt and snort, let Me hear you worship My butt with your mouth, with your. "They're like the rest of you, Mum: they're perfect," And to prove his point, he reached out and eased a breast out of my low cut neck line. He pursed his lips and kissed the nipple gently, his eyes on mine all the while.I smiled at him and pulled away for the moment, the germ of an idea forming in my mind."Pull out your trouser pockets," I said and he laughed."What?"I repeated what I'd said and even though he looked mystified, he did as I asked. It took just seconds to slit both pockets and.