Benjamin pointed to Francis’s house. ‘Francis invited me.’ ‘Yeah. I know Francis. We spoke many times on her front porch while she was waiting...for her husband to come home from work.’ Eric looked Benjamin in the eye with a serious expression. ‘Did you bring a condom?’ ‘No. Will I need one?’ ‘I doubt it matters. If you had a condom, she would probably poke holes in it while your back was turned anyway.’ Eric’s face softened. ‘Women. They either love you or hate you.’ ‘I wouldn’t know. I’m gay.’. I looked up to see 6 or 8 guys in there late teens or early twenties all looking up to my porch. I looked over and saw Andrea standing on the porch under the porch light with her blouse all the way open and with her skirt hiked up as she stuck two fingers in her dripping wet cunt. I open the door and pulled her in the house as fast as I could; at the same time I was so horney that I thought about fucking he right there. Andrea always gets very turned on when she flashes her tits, but she always. Slowly I took her right hand and pressed it lightly with my left hand. She saw me and left a smile. I started to slowly press her hands tight and she was okay with it.Now with my right hand, I slowly slid it under her sleeves and placed it in her underarms. Wow. That area was warm and hot. Neatly shaved. Nice and smooth. I started to play with her underarms and she was afraid if someone will see. I whispered in her ears, “Sanjana cover your top part with stole so that my hand is not visible to. "Your fingers are almost as nice as Damien's," Dream-Abigail moaned."So are yours," Abigail answered. They licked their lips together. "At least Faust spared him this level of humiliation." He was humiliated," hissed Dream-Abigail. Their faces twisted with different emotions, shattering their symmetry. "Before Faust killed our husband, he made Damien watch as Faust fucked us. He cuckolded our husband before leaving him to die by the sun." Dream-Abigail's fingers dug hard into Abigail's.