First it started bad, then got good, then turned sour again.She opens the door and steps inside.“Hello?” George calls out. “Creature ... thing ..... whatever the fuck you are ... you here?” He closes the door and steps into the living room. “Hey, you fucking here or what?”“Calm the fuck down,” the creature says stepping out of the kitchen. In his mouth is a cigar, in one hand a beer and barely covering him a robe. “I’ve got a fucking name, and it sure as hell ain’t creature or thing.” George’s. " Success," he said tightly, taking his hands from under my skirt and placing them in the small of my back.We kissed again, less desperately but more enjoyably; I wanted to enjoy all of this, to remember every moment. Still kissing, we edged towards the bedroom, shedding shoes along the way while I unbuttoned Kevin's shirt for the second time that night and he pulled my blouse over my head. He started fumbling at my strapless bra clasp, and silently thanking Belinda again, I slipped my fingers. Bonnie tells him what we want and how to do it. If you fail, it will not end good for you. So the trap is in place so now we just wait for the rats. My sexy whores and I get to the clearing before the rest of the party goers arrive. WE found a good place to hide with a good few and unable to be seen. While we are there waiting me make good of our time groping and sucking on each other, getting more excited as the minutes pass. Just when Julie has a mouthful of my big black balls and Bonnie is. ’ She laughed and took my hand. ‘I have an idea,’ I said, taking out my phone and hooking up the auxilary cord. ‘Remember this?’ Suddenly the car was filled with the sounds of us moaning. I was playing one of our many recorded sessions. ‘Mmm yea you like that you little slut?’ I was saying to her while sounds of me spanking her played. ‘Fuck,’ she said to me in the car. ‘Thought it might make this ride better.’ We sat in a thick sexual silence as sounds of Jess moaning as I ate her sweet pussy.