" I smiled at her. I had a feeling she and Peter might be doing the deed in that bed. I wasn't sure, and I wasn't at all sure that they wanted me to k...ow, so anything was possible."I'm starved," Peter said. "How about we go grab some lunch. Something that isn't fast food." You two go, I need to rest," I said giving them a chance to be alone. I was not trying to engineer anything, I was just being thoughtful, I told myselfr."Are you sure?" Sylvia asked."Honey, I'm older than you two by several. We were signed for every Friday and Saturday eveningfor three months and it was interesting as we needed to make sure wemixed up our playlist so we didn't sound the same every night. For abit of fun we put in more of the tuneful Goth songs. It is no gooddoing the hard-core ones as revellers do not like it when you hit themwith a dirge about death and disaster when they are out clubbing. Weknew that there are places where this sort of music was played but knewof no places in Australia at this. I feel him start caressing my ass and they both told me they like it they start grabbing more, slapping it all while im just leaning almost bent over the hood of the car. My friend then tells his cousin that they are definitely fucking tonight, one grabs me and takes me toward the backdoor and bends me over the seat, the other one gets on the other side and whips out his dick, “suck it bitch”. Still saying nothing I start sucking his dick, his beautiful 9’ black cock. I’m doing my best sucking. “Do you shave yourself Britney?” he whispered.She started not realising how close he was to her.“What…,” she weakly replied.“Do you shave?”, he repeated. “This certainly looks a lovely, bald, clean cunt for a teenager. You must shave it, or do you get one of your servants to shave you.” He stared transfixed at her pussy. Leaning in he placed his nose millimetres from her cunt lips and sniffed. He could definitely smell her teen angst. Was it his imagination or had Britney’s cunt lips began to.