” He paused and then pointed to himself. “I'm not busy.” Clara continued to watch in silence. “Unless, unless, unless I am busy. Just not now....�� He looked directly at Clara now. “That has to be it. Right, Clara?” She shrugged.“Even if it was, you know I couldn't tell you.” He spun again, in the same pose arms raised and coat flapping wildly around him.“I knew it!” He moved over to her now and gripped her by the arms. He turned her around and started to push her toward the door. “Well, in that. She was smirking. I let my gaze fall lower, to her legs. I recall the conversation when she came to my room asking for scissors, when I inquired what for, she said she was going to shorten her skirt. 'You can get in trouble for that, you know.' 'Hehe, I know how to get out of trouble..' I didn't want to hear it, so I handed them to her after that. It shows, even from my vantage point I was getting a clear shot of her thigh.After that, the rest of the day kind of blurred by. Before I knew it I. It was an oral satisfaction second to none. Billy moaned."I need to taste it. I fucking want your cum."With Billy on top he was in total control. His hand joined his hungry mouth as he pumped my cock hard and fast. I could feel the cum swell in my tight balls. He continued his pace moaning as my cock filled his mouth."Fuck.....cumming," I tried to warn him.Billy pulled the shaft from his mouth and pumped my dick with his hand. My cock was inches from his face when the first rope of hot cum shot. I rode shotgun, facing the dashboard sticker reading REALITY IS A CLUTCH. Charly and Suzi and Dick The Prick and my wife MariLyn were on the floor just behind the front seats, drinking Red Mountain wine and passing a joint. Pat and Jan and Freaky Freddie were slurping and screwing in the back, someone went OUCH whenever the van hit a bump. Grateful Dead music howled from the cassette-deck speakers. ‘The Senator was so shit-faced when he staggered out of the bedroom, he nearly fell down the.