Greedily she pulled the cum-spewing cock back into the depths of her mouth as she pressed Elaine's face to her pulsating pussy.
She came twice more before the blackness closed in over her.
"How could you?" Nikki said, still weeping, huddled in one corner of the bed.
"How could I what?" Jordon replied.
"Take me to an awful place like that?"
"Awful, shit. You loved every minute of it. I used to take your old lady but she was getting to ~PAGE be a drag. Those parties are a drag without younger chicks."
"You bastard. You don't love me at all, do you?"
"I never said I did!" he laughed. "I do love your pussy though. Hey, where you goin'?"
"Home," she said, "where I belong."
She was packed and out of the apartment in less than an hour. She really didn't want to return to her mother's but there was just no place else for her to go.
Luckily she still had her key and enough money to pay the taxi fare.
Quietly she slipped into the house. The last thing she wanted to do was face her mother, at east, not until morning. She was halfway up the stairs when she heard the voice and the sounds coming from her mother's room.
The sounds were unmistakable.
The door was wide open and the lights were on. Jack Marsh stood, naked, at the. foot of the bed, driving his cock into Faith Pruitt's ass.
"Oh yes… oh shit yes, Jack honey, fuck my asshole! Fuck it…fuck it!"
"Yeah… yeah, baby! I'm fucking you… I'm fucking you like I never fucked before!" 'Isn't it good? Isn't fucking a real woman good, instead of kids, girls who don't know how to really give a man what he wants?" Faith said, massaging her clitoris with one hand and her tits with the other while he rammed her ass with his hard cock. It would never stop, she thought. She would always be competing with her own mother if she stayed there.
Nikki just turned around and walked back down the stairs. In the hail she looked up the number and dialed.
"Hello?" she said. "Mr. Carter?" "Yes.
"Mr. Carter, this is Faith Pruitt's daughter, Nikki?"
"Oh yeah… hi there, Nikki. What can I do for you?"
"It's what I can do far you, Mr. Carter." "Oh? Call me Harry, Nikki." "Well, Harry, you once told me smart girls can go far in this world."
"That's right."
"Well, I've gotten very smart. I wonder if you could pick me up outside my mother's place and we could talk about it."
"Sure thing, kid. Now?" "Now… and Mr. Carter… "Yeah?"
"I've got my bags with me."