And there were others, playing with each other. There was one guy blatantly sucking the cock of his friend, out in the open. Fuck, that was so fucking...horny to watch!I slid my hand down the front of my pants, and started to stroke my cock underneath them, watching the movie and the man sucking cock at the same time...I was so fucking randy watching them and the movie. I was hot, horny, baffled and wanting more all at the same time. At that point I caught the eye of a man who seemed to be on his. That and to ask you what kind of clothes I should wear on Friday.”“Shit, I forgot to ask if you have your license in case you have to drive us back.”“Yes, I have my license. My dad bought me a car; I just don’t feel comfortable driving it. It’s big and has a lot of power, though it’s a very pretty car.”“OK, I’ll take you home on Wednesday and let you drive my truck. There’s no need to dress up for the non-date on Friday, jeans and t-shirt will be fine.”“Alright, I’ll see you on Monday. It was. The last thing that Bill Carter felt, before Death came walking up to take him, was the false warmth of hypothermia.He smiled.%%%Grandmother Snegurochka sat listlessly in her old rocking chair by the pale fire. Her head drooped, and the bone needles nearly fell from her grasp. The gray shawl she was knitting sat uselessly in her lap.So tired, she thought despairingly. I am so tired. So long without someone to talk to. No one to share a cup of tea with in the evening. No one to play with in. I was still unsure of my role until I caught his glare, at which Vikki looked up with a mouthful of black rod. Taking hold of my right hand she pulled me onto my knees and released him from her mouth, presumably so we could share.Being on the right she started licking the left side of his erection. Up close it looked scarily large, large enough to make any woman nervous, even ones that were only printed in magazines. I followed her example and gingerly ran my tongue down his shaft. I still.