Now I was just in my bra and panty. Zaid turned me around and started fondling my boobs over the bra. I quickly undid it and threw it away. My boobs f...ll free, and he wasted no time in sucking them.Seeing this, Rahul, too, got in front of me and took one boob in his mouth. The view of looking down and watching two guys suck on my boobs was really amazing. They sucked on my nipples, bit them, and squeezed my boobs so hard their handprints were clearly visible.After a while, Rahul quickly pulled. She quickly tucked my tool back into place and we continued our trek through the haunted house, as if nothing had even happened.As we exited the haunted house, Donna pressed me again to identify who I was. Again, I told her that some things were best kept a secret.“So, I don’t get to know who I just pleasured?” she pressed.“Not right now,” I told her. “Besides, you’ll figure it out sooner or later.”She tossed out a few names, to include my own and I asked if she had a preference in who I needed. My cock, which has remained willfully sullen since leaving the shower, lolls twitching against my thigh like a fat, drunken worm. Every so often I catch you glancing at it and I’m rewarded with the sight of your nipples pebbling in response. When you are about finished, I excuse myself and leave the room. As I head down the hall to the bedroom, I’m not sure which pleases me more, your baffled expression as I stood up or the lustful peek you stole at my restless cock. My preparations take no. " I just need some information," I answered, also smiling. "I'm trying to put together a birthday party for Kristen Swift, and I wondered if Mr. Yank has her father's business phone number."The receptionist said, "A birthday party?" Her eighteenth," I answered. "I figured her father might be planning something, and I was working on some ideas of my own, but I want to talk to him somewhere where I know that Kris won't be around..."The receptionist looked toward Mr. Yank's office, whose door was.