“My bedroom,” I said, pulling out the phone and opening the app to the device around Bobbi’s neck. “No. “Thanks, Marcus.”
And then she bounced off like the tiny bundle of 5’2” energy that she was. “Good. Her fingers tightened around Bobbi’s throat, causing the kitten to raise her head, her mouth opening as she wheezed out her next few breaths. Bobbi doesn’t care much for her, but I think Erin is fond of her.” I stared into Erin’s eyes as I held her head in both hands, humping my hips into the air to drive my cock into her willing mouth. “It’s good to be back here,” she said. “She’s lost a couple of pounds,” Helen observed. I think so.” I said. Erin’s features grew more solemn as she asked, “Are you gonna tell her about your conversation with Natalie?”
“Yeah. “This is your home, now.” I looked at her, dropping her hand to slip mine behind her head, directing her to me so I could kiss the newest addition to my apartment’s residents.
