"I'm gonna start by checking the packages." I went along the line of guys and swiped my hand at their mostly denim-covered cocks. "You all sure are we...l-equipped." Let's make sure your heart rates are up so the sperm comes out fast and strong." With that, I backed up and slowly pulled away at the edge of the cleavage part of the costume. I perked my head up and smiled while pulling aside the shirt a bit to expose more and more of my pert breasts. "Are your hearts racing yet?"An almost. “We won’t. We promise. Stuff like hall passes and town passes will still have to be justified, plus, if we get into trouble, it’s our lookout,” Teresa stated, getting nods off the others.“Just kiss me again, please, like you kissed Teresa,” begged Angela.“I...” I began, but Angela stepped up and planted her lips on mine and used everything I’d shown them to press into me, French kiss and caress me.My hands moved over her supple young body touching, holding, squeezing and eventually cupping her. It read: A place to meet: 1045 Ollander Terrace. South off Mesa View Rd, but come in from back. Key near 3rd rock from fountain. Use until Halloween, not Thursdays.He folded the letter again.Jason wasn't sure what to make of it. He was alarmed at the implication. Someone outside the group knew that the Harbingers needed a meeting place. Was it sincere offer? Perhaps someone that had been rescued by the group but refused to join now having second thoughts? Or was it just a ruse by someone. He imagined rubbing his dick through the tight crack in her ass he had seen. Then he imagined slowly pushing his dick into the tiny asshole he had only gotten the slightest view of.It didn't take long before Warren was approaching his climax. He imagined Julie kneeling in front of him, complaining, not wanting him to shoot his load in her face, but also doing nothing to stop him. As one hand continued to rub his dick, his other hand reached out to hold Julie's imaginary, pleading head. And then.