"Cindy, talk to him. My father didn't teach me foosball, but he did teach me how to take care of myself. He was an Airborne Ranger. He showed me things that still give me nightmare to this day," Mike said to Donald's girlfriend.Cindy quickly grabbed hold of Donald and led him to Sylvester. Between them, they got him out the door. Tiffany had obviously been bored with the whole scene. She was on the other side of the bar talking to a bunch of guys.He turned and found Lucy looking at him. She was slowly shaking her head back and forth."Sorry. I did the best he could," He said sheepishly. She snorted and smiled."Let's go, Becky should be back by now," she said. She didn't say a word as they walked. When they got back to the room Becky and Linda were there."What happened to you two," Becky asked. Lucy proceeded to tell her in detail. He relaxed as she told it because Becky laughed a lot."...And then Sylvester took a swing at Mike," Lucy said. Becky snorted."Big mistake," Becky said
"Lucy, what are you doing?" Becky asked. In answer, Lucy slipped the fingers of her free hand into her pussy. Becky gasped in surprise and Lucy took advantage of the moment. She moved the hand that was playing with her own pussy to Becky's mouth. She slipped one of her fingers past Becky's lips. Becky sucked the digit in for a moment and moaned before pulling her mouth away."Lucy, you've got to stop! This is wrong," Becky cried, though she did nothing to stop her roommate from playing with her pussy."Becky, you've been so kind to me since we moved in. You've put up with my temper and mood swings. Let me do this for you," Lucy replied. Becky looked confused, but her eyes were hungry with desire.Linda noticed that Mike was looking over his shoulder. She frowned and glanced back."Wow!" she said as she saw what was happening. He quickly silenced her with a kiss. She smiled and moved so that she was leaning over a desk. It gave them both a better view of what was going on. He continued
It took quite a few minutes to work his dick up Lucy's tight ass. She was moaning some words that he didn't understand. Linda moved around and buried Lucy's face in her breasts. Lucy latched onto one of the nipples and worked at it until Linda moaned. He started slowly moving in and out."Faster!" Lucy demanded before pulling Linda lips to her own. The two women kissed deeply, their tongues dancing in each other's mouths. He reached around Lucy and played with her clit. He picked up the pace until he was slamming into her ass so hard that the bed moved."Easy!" Linda said with a laugh."No! Harder!" Lucy cried. Linda's and his eyes met and they smiled. He shrugged and started pumping into Lucy with everything he had. Linda's hand took his place at Lucy's clit. He grabbed both of Lucy hips."Come on baby! Cum!" Linda said to Lucy. Lucy replied, but the words were once again not in English. It didn't matter. It was obvious that she was doing exactly as Linda demanded. Her ass squeezed h
"Yes," He replied. He barely got the word out before she dragged him over to a side table where a group of people was standing."Can you chug?" she asked."Not very well," He replied honestly."Damn! Well, you'll have to do," she said. He had just about enough."Excuse me, what are you talking about?" He asked. Mike was reasonably certain she would have ignored the question if he didn't grab her shoulder. She seemed annoyed at him."Some of the pledges were supposed to have a chugging contest against the pledges of one of the fraternities. The fraternity pledges screwed up something and the brothers won't let them show. Now I have to scrounge up some competition," she replied."Why not just cancel?" He asked."Because this was supposed to be a punishment for our pledges. Besides, I think a couple of them convinced the fraternity pledges to screw up so they wouldn't have to chug. I won't let them get away with it," she snapped. The way she was talking made it pretty obvious who she had
"If you talk, then she fails," the pledge mistress warned. He sighed and nodded."There is one more thing you need to know," she said. This time her smile was evil. "As punishment for what she has already done, she has agreed to let you do anything to her you want with only a couple of exceptions." He raised his eyebrows and glanced over at Stella. She was blushing."You can't leave any marks and you can't hurt her. She is not into pain," the pledge mistress said. "Also, nothing too degrading." He nodded in agreement."This test is completely voluntary. If she takes her punishnent and keeps her mouth shut afterward, then she becomes a sister. If not, she's out," she said and he relaxed a little."Stella, you must answer these question aloud. Nodding will not be accepted. Are you taking this test voluntary correct?" she asked.Stella stammered out a "Yes"."You understand that this test is sexual in nature?" she asked."Yes." Stella answered."You can't remove your blindfold at any tim
He rested for a few moments and looked over at the pledge mistress. Her pants were at her ankles and her shirt askew. She had one hand on one of her own rather large breasts and the other in her obviously soaked panties. Her lust filled eyes locked on Mike. He was thinking about getting up and moving to her, but Stella interrupted his train of thought."Are we done?" Stella asked, almost sounding a little disappointed that it might be over. The pledge mistress looked at him. He snorted and started licking Stella's pussy once again."I guess not!" Stella gasped in satisfaction.This time he let his tongue slip to her asshole every once and a while. She seemed uncomfortable by the action."Hey! Cut that out!" she snapped. He ignored her for two reasons. First, she knew what she had to say to make him stop. And second, she didn't sound disgusted, only shocked and confused."You're a sick bastard!" she growled. "But I'm not quitting after all of this!" He grinned and doubled his efforts a
"Why do I have to go to Aunt Isabella's house?" I asked, near to tears. "Why do I have to go away?""I told you, we'll be on the road a lot this summer with your dad's work and it just wouldn't work," Tricia, my mother explained for the third time. "I know you don't want to go, but I just don't know any other way.""I can't stand her creepy husband," I said."He's not that bad when you get to know him," Tricia said. "You just need to give him a chance.""A chance for what?" I asked. "He's a pervert. I'm 18. Why can't I just stay here by myself?""I wouldn't be comfortable with that," My mother said. "I need to know that someone is looking after you.""Great," I said. "Just great.""So, go get your bag and I'll take you to the airport," She said. "Your dad won't be home until late, but he said he'd call you first thing in the morning."I sulked all the way to the airport and was near to tears on the plane as I thought of how horrible my summer was going to be. I was in dread as I walke
"Don't forget, don't let any out of your mouth," I heard Isabella whisper in my ear. "He'll make you pay."Unable to do anything else, I gulped, swallowing all of Orton's hot sticky cum, only to feel even more shoot from his dick into my mouth, filling it again. Three times I had to swallow before he stopped cumming. Then I sucked him totally dry and clean before he would let me stop. I just knelt there on the floor, feeling dirty, tasting Orton's dick and cum in my mouth, my nipples hard and burning."You'll get better before long," Orton said, his dick hanging in front of him."I don't want to," I sobbed, ashamed."I'll show you something," Orton said, his words slurring as he staggered to his feet. "Come here," he said, grabbing me by the arm and pulling me to my feet.I struggled to grab my towel and cover myself as he dragged me from the room. He pulled me down the hall to Randy's room, pushing the door open and turning on the light, revealing Randy laying on his bed."Get up!" O
"Look here, mister, you have to leave here now, or else, I'm going to call the security on you. We are not ready to listen to whatever you have to explain. You can't just come here and cook up a story, then expect us to believe. We are not kids. By the way, Who even gave you the permission to come in here in the first place and disrupt the peace of a woman who has just given birth?""The doctor did....the doctor gave me permission to come in here!" Rothschild replied hurriedly before they got any other second thought. He wiped the tears from his eyes and waited. "The doctor?" The second nurse asked this time. "Yes, the doctor asked that I come in here to see my wife.""She is not your wife, mister. That woman lying there is a single mother and I'd appreciate if you leave here already." The first nurse said sternly to him. Their arguments and noises was disrupting Amelia from having a peaceful rest. It got to a point that Amelia woke up from the sleep. "What....what is going on he
"Amelia?" Rothschild called out as he got closer to her and stared down at her face. He couldn't believe his eyes—he couldn't believe what he was seeing. Amelia had given birth! He rushed to where the child was to see the child that she had given birth to. He held his breath for what seemed like an hour—just staring down at the child who was fast asleep too, with amazement in his eyes. He held himself back from crying. "It's....it's my child!" Rothschild let out, trying to fight back the tears but he couldn't help himself. The child was too beautiful for him to take his eyes off. And the child was equally tiny too. Rothschild wanted to reach down and hold his newborn baby in his arms but the door suddenly opened, disrupting him from touching the child. "Sir, what are you doing here?" It was the nurse who had earlier told him to stay miles away from the ward. "I...I...just came in here to.." Rothschild couldn't seem to find his voice anymore. "Please sir, you need to leav
Rothschild could not contain his joy when he got a response from Amelia the next morning. Although she had not revealed her location to him yet, the contents of Amelia's message made Rothschild leap for another round of joy. Her due date was around the corner and Amelia had wanted him to know that she was going to have their baby sooner or later. "So I'm finally going to be a father!" Rothschild said with excitement in his tone. "When I thought that this day would never come, finally luck has decided to shine its rays down on me." Rothschild said and continued with his preparations to go to the hospital. The result of the test that had conducted on him was finally ready and he had a good feeling that it was going to turn out to be positive. Rothschild ignored Bella's presence still in his home while he walked past her with happiness—he didn't care about anything else, order
"You are impotent, don't you remember and there's the test from the hospital to prove that!" Bella said in response. Rothschild curled his fist into a ball, holding himself back from slapping the hell out of Bella's cheeks. "You bitch!" He roared at her. "I should have known that this is who you really are. Why didn't I know from the start that your heart is darker than night in itself!""How can you speak to me like that. You know it's true, Rothschild, you know what I'm saying is true. Amelia is a liar and a cheat. She got pregnant for another man and now you think that the child is yours?""Be reasonable for just one time in your life!" Bella added. "The only unreasonable person here is you, because you think that I'm a puppet you have your fingertips, isn't that right, Bella?!" Rothschild shot at her but she kept mute. "Answer me, Bella, did you or did you not doctor those test results?!" Rothschild asked,
"Don't you dare put your fucking hands on me, or else I'm going to beat the crap out of you!" Rothschild yelled out in anger. Bella scotted backward in fear, she had never seen Rothschild this angry before and it scared the life out of her. "You lying scum, I don't even know what to call you. You made me send my pregnant wife away from the house and now, I don't even know where to find her!""She wouldn't take my calls or even reply to my text messages and it's all your fucking fault, you bloody bastard!" Rothschild cursed out at Bella who still wore her mask of ignorance. "What...what are you talking about, Rothschild?!" Bella asked, feigning ignorance as she sat still on the floor. "Don't even get me started on that!" He warned. "I want you to go up there, pack everything that belongs to you and get the hell out of my house, I don't want to ever set my eyes on you again, do you understand that?!" Rothschild said and stormed off. "Rothschild please wait!" Bella tried to stop hi
Bella was in shock for almost an hour after Rothschild had left the house. She wanted to run after Rothschild but she found her foot rooted to the ground. "And what was that I had seen in Rothschild's hand, it can't be what I think it is or can it be that...." "No, no way, it cannot be possible!" Bella said aloud to herself, rushing back into her room to change out of the clothes and put on proper clothes but by the time she went outside, there was no sign of Rothschild anywhere, he had already driven away. "No, no, this can't be!" Bella started to panic. She couldn't see what was right in front of her and that caused her to trip over the stairs while she walked. She remained on the floor motionless but clutching her chest tightly. In as much as Bella wanted to deny that she had seen Rothschild walk out of the room with a test results in his hand, so that it would offer her a flicker of hope that Rothschild was not suspecting a thing, it was obvious that the jig was up and soon
"I think you have something up your sleeves, I don't know what it is, but I don't think you've been honest with me lately." Rothschild poked the air in front of her with his index finger. "What...what are you talking about?!" Bella stuttered with a look of confusion on her face. She could see that something was about to go wrong. "Of course, you know what I'm talking about, and don't you dare pretend!!" Rothschild blurted out. Bella could see the seriousness and the anger on his face. "I swear that I do not know what you're talking about!" Bella said as she stepped back. "Alright then, if you do not know what I'm talking about, maybe you should leave this room!" Rothschild said to her. "But...." "No buts, leave now!!!" Rothschild yelled at the top of his lungs, he was already losing his cool at this point. Bella's jaw hung down loos
"You're...you're back!" Bella called out to Rothschild when she saw him walk in through the front door. "Yes, I am!" He replied grudgingly, hurrying up to his room. "Why are you in a hurry, where are you going?!" Bella asked him with raised eyebrows. "It's none of your business, Bella. I don't have the time for this!" Rothschild replied he didn't bother to hide the irritation in his tone as he spoke. "None of my business?!" Bella angrily threw down the magazine she held in her hands and stood up from the couch, knocking the glass half filled with orange juice as she hurried after Rothschild. "And what is that supposed to mean, Rothschild? I am your wife, and I demand to know where you have been and where you are hurrying off to!" Bella yelled out to him. "Look, I already told you that I do not have the time for this; I have a business to catch up with.." Rothschild stopped and turned to respond to Bella who was glazing at him with eyes red as fire. "That does not
Rothschild stopped the car in front of Amelia's mother's house and got down from it without hesitation. He hoped that Amelia would be there and even if she wasn't, her mother would tell him where Amelia was. But if her mother would refuse to tell him, then he would have to find an alternative means to make her tell him where Amelia was. It had been so long since he last saw his mother in law, he didn't know how she would react to seeing him again and in her house. He was certain that Amelia must have told her about the divorce and him showing his face in her house just because he couldn't find Amelia would be like reopening wounds that were already in their healing processes. Rothschild summoned the courage to walk up to the front porch and knock on the front door. "Hello, is anyone home?!" Rothschild asked as he continued knocking on the door. "Hold on just a minute, I'm coming!" He heard a voice from the inside. Rothschild's heart began to pound faster in his chest the m