I'll be there in a moment.” She charged her way down the sidewalk as she dodged a pedestrian here or there and made every step count. The phone foun... its way back into her pocket as she ignored the sound notifying her of his reply. She approached the building, walked through its doors, and made her way straight past the elevators and onto the stairs. Elevators were too slow. Someone at the desk looked up and was completely ignored as she charged her way up the stairs. One step at a time, two. O h my little cum pig,swallow it all down whore.I do.he take,s his belt off,put,s it around my neck.You thirsty bitch? he pull,s me into the kitchen,there,s a water bowl,and food bowl on the floor.He push,s my face into the water bowl,drink u fuckin little slut.Now eat ur food bitch.He grab.s a hand full.walking me around the kitchen,He throw,s some on the floor ,,that,s a good dog eat it up bitch.Bark for me,woof woof woof.louder u bitch WOOF WOOF WOOF.I,m eating dog food as he walk,s me. He was in his 50’s, gray hair, and a slight belly. In her right mind Debbie would never look at him, but right now, right here, she needed his cock. Standing in front of him she reached out and wrapped her long thin fingers around his shaft and gave it a couple soft strokes. That was all it took for it to start getting hard. With a smile Debbie squatted before him and hiked her skirt up around her waist. After holding him in her fingers and almost examining him Debbie opened her lips and. I walked into the house and heard the radio playing in the living room. I expected to find three people but Terry was sitting in my recliner reading a book.“Hi. I was getting worried about you.”“Oh, I didn’t want to come home too early just in case. They left? Fred must have had business.”“They left last night.”“What! What happened?”“I couldn’t do it.”“What do you mean.”“Our agreement. Remember? The one that says we won’t have sex with other people without both of us being there? You weren’t.