But I knew they had been fucking because the room smelled like sex.I was tired and slowly crawled into the little cot. I knew I had to shut the closet...doors so they couldn't see me if they should wake up. I don't know why they don't want to see me at night. Any time they are up, I am totally exposed. But I closed the door and put my poor used body on the cot. It wasn't long and I was sound asleep.I slept like a log and was woke up with "Whore get your fucking piss drinking mouth out here!"I. “Kiss it Mike,” I said, “It’s the only way you’ll know for certain that’s what you want.”He looked at me, trying to make sure I was serious. I just nodded my head down toward my cock to encourage him. He leaned over, his head hovering over my growing cock, he took his time, obviously wondering if it was really what he wanted. Eventually he moved that small distance further and I felt his lips brush against my manhood.It sent an unbelievable thrill through my body. My cock twitched a grew even. Sylvia and I chatted for almost an hour before my eyes started getting heavy. I hadn't even finished a third of my beer, I guess I was really tired. "Are you done with that beer?" Sylvia asked me. "Oh, yeah I'm done," I replied. She took the almost full beer and poured it down the sink and turned out the kitchen light. "Well, have a good night and sleep tight Tyler," said Sylvia. "Goodnight Sylvia," I replied. I drifted off for what seemed like hours but, in reality only twenty minutes had gone. I'll just look into that for you." Faint voices were audible in the background before the person came back to the microphone. "Hi there, we can see there's a problem, but it may take a while to get it sorted. Is it just you in there?" "Nope, there's two of us," said Kathleen. "Okay, well try and keep calm and we'll get things moving as quickly as possible." "Oh God," said Beth, letting go of the button, pushing her hand between her legs in the darkness, squeezing it and squirming slightly..