Locked. “What a surprise,” she thought bitterly. Then, she hopped back and hurled her body against the door. She bounced back falling back on the ...loor.She struggle to rise and hurled herself again against the door. This time she maintained her balance. Three more tries and the door gave way landing Amy face down in a hallway.She rolled off the shattered door and hopped around the obviously abandoned home. To her surprise, she found a battered sofa and a tv on a crate in the living room. She. My jeans were being removed; then my boxers. I lay there, completely exposed, before… who? Was that 3 hands I felt? Clad in only my shirt, I waited for my s!ster's mouth on my cock. But instead, I heard her speak: "Just sit down! Don't worry; he's out, trust me."Another person was in the room, too; I heard Jenna's voice but I couldn't hear what she said as she whispered.Jill continued. "Be quiet and watch, I'll show you."Then, finally, I felt Jill's hand on my dick. She stroked my balls with. The pill dropped. She screamed. She had won. It was a thirty-five to one payday. I got a big hug and a juicy kiss and she said, "Let me buy you a drink. You bring me luck."We found a bar. It wasn't until then that I could admire the woman's ass, as wide as the Mississippi and her legs like stilts, and her breasts that swayed when she walked. She wore stiletto heels and a t-shirt that read, "I'm a MILF Birthday Girl." I was going to enjoy my drink.She was a teacher in the Detroit area. Chloe. I can see your lipsmoving but am never sure whether you?re talking to somebody about me or not.All the while, there is the incessant ticking of the clock, and the drips thateventually overflow my ass crevice to seep down along the slit of my pussy, andeventually down the insides of my thighs. I can usuallytell when the time is nearing 9am. Your first appointments for the day willusually arrive a few minutes before. Even though they appear to be engaged inconversation with you, their eyes.