Sue sprang to her feet as she pulled both hands from under her clothes; my eyes locked on the deep, bright, smiling azure eyes of the beauty who flutt...red from my single exposed testicle to the TV to my eyes and back.Though one hard nipple spoke louder, Sue spoke first and asked what they were doing there. Chubby Joe said they were there for the Open House and always arrived an hour before the set time. Sue gasped and pointed to the clock until we both understood why it STILL flashed noon! More. After this it is all a blur. You on your side, on your back, on your hands and knees... your head held between Nose's thighs, his dick in your mouth, and Tall pounding you from behind... There's nothing but music in your ears, hungry cocks in your mouth and pussy, and hands, strong male hands, touching you, squeezing your back fat, your upper arms, your pussy mound, your ass, your thighs, your tits, your belly rolls, pinching, probing, grabbing, stroking, caressing and slapping in turns or all. I'm kinda paying special attention to Denise and Liz tonight. Maybe we can dance at the next one." Renee plopped down next to me."Wow." She looked at me just as we heard a scuffle behind us and saw Chad reach for Brenda as she stormed off the dance floor. He grabbed her arm and when he spun her around she slapped him hard in the face. I was on my feet, but Lionel was a step ahead of me."You bitch!" You agreed to the rules, Chad. Feeling me up was not part of what I agreed to." You're just a. "Fiona, Chantilly is missing," I said, my growing panic evident in myvoice."She's not missing, she's over here."The tunnel was short and narrow but opened into what could only be aGambichow's Den. I could feel the extreme heat pouring in from the outersurface. This was Grumbles den, and Chantilly knelt to the side, a Chowcuddled in her lap. But this chow was much smaller than any weened chowI'd ever seen."Chantilly?" I asked softly."She's so pretty Momma, can I keep her? Please?"'She is a.