Chapter Seven
In the house Paul was heating up some take out for their supper. Ann went straight to the bedroom, ignoring him. Her p***y was dripping. She resisted touching it until she was in the shower. Then, just a few circular rubs on her c******s brought her to a powerful orgasm. She found herself wishing that Darnell’s long, thin c**k had done it instead of her fingers. ‘I must be crazy,’ she thought. ‘That skinny boy is as mean as he is ugly. A few minutes ago I was exposing myself to his friends, what did he call them? His homies. Teenage thugs. And Sunday evening that horrible old man. Good God!’ Then she recalled Sunday afternoon and the smell and taste of Rona’s boyfriend, Danny Morgan. She smiled. His beautiful c**k was like velvet. What he saw in that little b***h Rona she c
