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She simply did as was asked of her, stepping around the coffee table and sitting in his lap. One of his hands cupped her ass cheek as she laid it in his grip and the other tugged her apron so he could admire her perfect titties. She hand fed him a cookie while the other boys kept on watching, playing video games and ultimately kept on making a mess, spilling their drinks. "Oops! Sorry Mrs. Benson. Love to see you on all fours cleaning it up though." "You guys!" Tara was almost whining now. Without any power she could only plead for their cooperation. "We're not here to clean. Just to fuck. But if you keep fucking us real good maybe we won't have time to make more mess." Joey sat back and pretended like he was going to spill his drink again. "Please don't!" Tara could only beg. "Make me change my mind… " Joey sneered a glib smile. Crawling over to Joey's chair she dropped her head in his lap and started licking and sucking, her head bobbing up and down. They took turns smacking her ass while she moved around the room taking turns with each of the boys Nipples again right there in her living room. Drunk and high as she was, Tara didn't pretend that she wasn't enjoying herself. She threw herself at them and did all the work until she was a amateur sweaty mess again. She finally found something that she excelled at. Her boss once told her that she dressed like a whore and she thought about that often for some reason. She couldn't organize files properly but she was a whore in the bedroom and it got her everything she ever wanted and she would fuck to keep it. This was all more of the same to her, even in the same room, being shared like this was all just an anomalous freak occurrence that Tara would just put behind her. The sex was so humiliatingly good and it could be her little secret, if only Tara could find a way to end it and move on with her life. Somewhere in the middle of their orgy, one of the boys ordered some pizza. "We're going to need you to pay for this pizza, Mrs. Benson." "Sure… " she said unsure why they were giggling now. Then one of the Morgan brothers came out of the bedroom holding something. "This is what you're going to wear when close up it gets here." He held up a white tank top with 'I fuck for free pizza' written on it in some sort of ink pen and a white thong that had 'tips' written on the crotch. "You're serious? I don't know… " "Yes you do." Cole pulled one of the apron strings and helped her out of her cum stained maid outfit. The tight cotton tee was too small. Her nipples were clearly visible through the indian sheer white fabric on either side of the text. Where would they have even got something like this shirt? Then she slid her legs through the white thong with "tips" in clear letter across her crotch. "Okay, I'll do it, you little perverts. But this is it. Then you have to leave. My futa-girlfriend nodded her head. I opened my mouth as well. Time for me to shower and get ready to see Marcus and his cousin Jeremy. While initially a free indian site; it became a pay site that was now bringing in bunches of cash. Gina worked for a brokerage house in Philly, while Heather was lead web designer for a Marketing firm close to King of Prussia. Michael’s alarm goes off at one thirty and he slips out of bed and quietly moves toward Madison’s bedroom. “Well, the bit you didn’t see was she kept going til I blew my load in her mouth, she swallowed every last drop, haven’t had many of them either” I raised my glass in salute at the slutty girl’s heroics. Assuming the doors were locked, Wonder Woman sighed, knowing this will close up be noisy. You don’t have to do that. She had been content to keep doing the exact same Nipples thing that she had been doing since she began working there, teaching the next generation of the human race the basic things they need to start their lives. Half of her amateur ass was flaming red by now. My first reaction was anger, but I managed to push that down. She has on a t-shirt that tightly wraps around a rather large pair of breasts. You’ll feel my lips on it.