The original farmhouse sat eight hundred feet back off the main highway facing due south. It was an old highway, one for the history books. But the in...erstate twelve miles to the south always whittled the heavy traffic away for several years until of late as the crawling suburban creep brought a s**ttering of unwanted work-day rush hour traffic. The old farmhouse was a two and a half story affair complete with a widows-walk up on its flat roof. It had a large walk around porch on its south and. Glaring at Jen, Holly said, "You told him about the party, didn't you?" I didn't tell him anything at all, I promise," she said before giving mea look to drop it. I just nodded. A very large part of me wanted to tellthe group that I was the one in the Supergirl outfit, but I knew Icouldn't just yet. Then Alicia sat down across the table from me withouteven glancing in my direction.Even though I tried to drop the conversation, especially since Alicia wasthere, the other girls kept quizzing me. " You don't have too, you know," I said, yet hoping she would continue.Her response was to slip the crown of my cock in her mouth, then slowly pull it back out before tonguing the piss hole and lapping up the precum that squirt out."Has Jennifer given you a blow job yet?" she asked as she teased my scrotum with her wetted fingers."No," I grunted. "I don't think she will either." That's too bad. You have a nice straight cock." What does that have to do... " I said just before she deep throated. I looked over at Lynn and she was inching her way closer to Dawn across the large bench seat, all the while looking at me with a sly grin on her face. I didn't understand what was happening.Dawn looked up at me and kissed me on the lips. This was too bizarre! I had no idea how to react. I looked at Dawn and tried to say something coherent, but all I could manage was "Lynn?"I had apparently effectively communicated my confusion to her, because she turned to face Lynn and said, "Oh, Lynn doesn't.