Mom, Dad and I moved into the dining room to have this discussion.“What is it, Michael?” my dad said.“A few things. Last night I got a call abou... providing music for a 30th High School Reunion for ‘The Academy for Individual Excellence,’ Class of 1992.”“They want us for the whole night, three hours plus, for $3,000 for the evening.”“Well done, Michael. What do you need from us?”“Two questions, do I need to play music from 1992 all night long?”Laughing, Dad said, “You only need a dozen or so. When we got back i was invited back to one of becky's friends house with becky and another friend.when we got in mark who's house it was, was a little suprised but he grabbed me a beer and made me welcome. i sat there like stone really nervous but wunt go home because now i was horny as fuck, when becky went to the toilet mark could see my situation and said why dont you just tell her you want to go back to hers now she aint been laid for ages and told us before she went out that she definatly. “Oh my god,” she whimpered as then the big head slipped into her, a flatulent sound emerging as he buried his cock in her cum-filled pussy. The sound of the deep growls and moans emerging from Liz’s throat shocked her a little. She hadn’t even fully recovered from coming on Steve’s cock before Kyle had filled her again, and her senses reeled. Kyle wasn’t playing around. He pulled back on her hips every time he thrust his forward, fucking her hard and fast. Steve’s cum and her juices squirted. Do you understand, useless?" Yes, Mistress Orange. Thank You, Mistress Orange." John almostwondered about this, but didn't, vaguely remembering Marie's recentchange of taste in sexual habits. What will it be like now?Mistress Red glowered, as though she was losing some prime fish. "Thisis stupid. Let's just take the slut back and put in her in the dungeon.Or let her be my toilet."Miss Gray said, sadly, "Quiet, Red. Chan has taking a liking to thisone and there is a plan here. I'm sure it will.