Every year I get all excited and every year you give me some rotten present. Not this year. I'm not gonna do it. So just forget it." Why, Bud Bundy," ...he pouted, her lips forming sultry curves. "I'm hurt. Well, OK, maybe I have been a little hard on you. But not this year. This year I got you something really great!"Bud did a calculated double-take. "R-really? Something good?" Absolutely." Well, let me have it!"She pulled a box sloppily wrapped in tinfoil from under the couch. "Condolences for. "But she always gave us shit about reading comics in high school. What's she doing here?" She comes here every Tuesday at closing time, though she doesn't know why." Huh?" I asked but Angie was approaching the counter."Well, well, well," she said, as condescending as I remembered her. "The Dysfunctional Duo, together again. Evildoers beware!" Hi Angie," I said and she raised her perfectly-plucked eyebrows at me in answer."Don't you have anything worth looking at?" she asked Daniel."Well, I. Holly. We’ve always been like sisters. I want to share our Daddies too. Can I share your Daddy first?“Yes.. please, make me cummy… I”m so close…”“Not yet… Daddy needs to give you a cummy.”“You’ve never given me a cummy, Leslie… not by yourself…”“Call me sissy,” answered Leslie.“Please make me cum, sissy,” Holly begged. “Not yet... “ Leslie said. “That’s Daddy’s pussy first.”And the hand was gone. “You don’t want me, anyways. I know you need your Daddy.”“How do we get him?”Leslie thought hard. To be honest it didn’t take long before I was filling the condom with hot spunk. I rolled off her and we laid next to each other on the confined space of the single bed. Mandy told me that this was the first proper sex she had had for 6 months. This lunchtime meting became a regular occurrence once every couple of weeks. We explored a lot of things and eventually she started to suck my cock but only if I wore a condom. This stemmed from the early days of her relationship with her partner. She.