She hadn’t come back or even called in six months, and I didn’t think I would either. Driving through town to Laura and Amanda’s place was easy....I was familiar with Sixth Street, but I had never been as far north as pine. I pulled into a parking lot that I could leave my truck in all night that was close enough to the building for me to come and go. After locking my door, I put my jacket on, and walked toward the front door. As I was on my way up the front steps, I noticed the front door was. Erin and I didn't say a word, but quickly got off the bed. She grabbed for some clothes as I left the room and headed directly to my own. I slipped on underwear as I heard Erin's door shut, then muffled voices. I couldn't make out the words, but Mom's very excited voice was talking - or yelling - at Erin. I didn't hear Erin's voice very much at all. What could she say? After several minutes Mom's voice calmed, but she kept talking. Gradually there came to be longer pauses between sentences, and. My Andrea needs a cock, at least three strokes. Riff, if you please.”Andrea walked over to when Riff knelt at Beth’s head. Her hips swayed as she walked, and her pussy seemed to wink at Riff. Her firm, round breasts were perfectly proportional to her body and build, and they were pert with nipples and aureoles. She offered her hand, Riff took it, and she lifted him to his feet.Andrea led Riff over to the line of women watching Brian fucking Beth. She knelt down at the end, assuming with. I’ll take that. Let’s go!’ Nia pulled Bailey out of the apartment towards the elevator. The walkways were covered but open to the courtyard. The tan speckling needed an update and the cement was cracked, but the place was still too rich for Bailey’s budget now that she was on her own again. It was on Nobel, a street over from the UCSD campus, and places in the area commanded top dollar. The two women rode down to street level. Nia wasn’t able to get into the underground parking, she was lucky.