"Just because you walk in off the street and suck us both off, it doesn't mean we're gonna treat you like some kind of wild slut!"Bill Archer was stil... watching, a fresh cigarette between his lips. He lit it and then took a sip of whiskey.The room was not designed with orgies in mind. The floor was concrete, both rough and cold, and there was nothing remotely resembling a bed anywhere. The card table was too rickety for fucking, so it had to be the floor."I'll be on top," Nicole said. She. One afternoon, I spotted an older man standing at the row of sinks. I had not seen him there before. He was probably in his late 50’s or early 60’s. He was not in particularly good shape but it was obvious that he had been at one time in his life. He had a big thick chest that was covered with a thick mat of grey and black hair, which trailed down his stomach to his crotch. His cock was thick and looked like an upside down mushroom peeking out from under the pubic hair that encircled it. There. She took hers off first revealing her neatly shaved pussy, just as I had imagined it. She crawled onto the bed as I took off my boxers and we spent a few moments with her laying on me kissing before we switched position so that I was on top of her.I began to work my way down her body, kissing her breasts and nipples before working down her stomach towards her pussy when she said "no" and pulled me back up. I asked what was wrong and she simply said she didnt want foreplay, just wants sex. I. “Hey! Where are we going, Jerry!” Julie asked, glancing at her brother’s smiling face.He ignored her question and patted the seat close beside him.“Come sit closer, Julie.”“I’m okay over here,” Julie whispered against the cold window glass. She had moved up front after they had let Billy off. She didn’t like the tone of Jerry’s voice, nor his grin, nor the fact that they were moving farther and farther away from home in a direction that Julie didn’t know.“I didn’t ask you to sit closer! I told.