I asked the two of them several questions each. Debbie was totally enthusiastic about everything that had happened, and said we should do it again the...first chance that we had. June wasn't that happy with the way things turned out. She was primarily upset because my dick had Debbie's juices on it, and she said my cum tasted terrible. Debbie told her that my cum tasted fine, and that she'd tasted herself lots of times, and she thought that she tasted okay as well. "Well, how about you Debbie,. Without a doubt, she heard me loud and clear. It GOT her attention.“GO UPSTAIRS AND WASH THE STENCH OF THOSE TWO SHITHEADS OFF YOU RIGHT NOW!” I continued, before she could respond. “ ... AND FOR GOD’S SAKE USE LOTS OF SOAP AND GET THAT BITCH’S CUNT JUICE OFF YOUR DAMNED FACE!”She didn’t have anything on her face that I could see, but what I said shut her up in a hurry. A tiny vestige of a guilty conscience, possibly? Was there a chance she might truly feel a little shame?She had the good grace. When I entered I remembered that tonight there was a babysitter for my little s*s, who was already asleep judging by the time . So I decided to get inside silently not to wake her… and I found the babysitter watching a rather ‘hot’ movie on tv…. Instead of saying hello, I spied on her … and saw the young body shake from orgasm as she fingered herself watching tv in my place …Just after she cummed I coughed … so she knew I watched her and she felt caught and blushed … and tried to close her. The House wasdiscretely close to several large cities, easily accessible on theInterstate but private enough so that even the best-known celebritiescould feel safe when visiting.And not all those celebrities were men; Apparently several rather well-known women enjoyed lesbian delights at Karen's House of Pleasure!But the most interesting thing we learned was that Karen Douglas was theolder sister of Kaye Douglas -- the girl who had left MammothPharmaceuticals shortly after the theft of a secret.