Anyhow I figured he wouldn't be home for a while so I broke a kitchen door window and let myself in. Don had a little computer area set up in his bedr...om. I found a nut driver in the desk drawer and took the side off the CPU. After removing the hard drive, I looked around for anything else that might be interesting. There was a CD album type book on the corner of the desk that contained about twenty discs. I grabbed it and the hard drive and left. Less than two hours later, including another. As it developed, only two of the half-dozen men were gonna bring their wimmen.This was a big fucking deal and everybody got pretty lit on the booze watchin this game in a city way bigger than they could even imagine. Then when the half-time came on and them cheerleaders and such got struttin around, the wimmen got kind of pissed that the guys thought them skinny chicks were so damn cute. They quick like put their heads together and paraded in front of the screen liftin up their tops and showing. The Tanker driver retires to the side, and talks to my master for the evening, commending me on my oral skills and talking about his next trip locally etc.An open invite then goes out from my Master's friend, some of the crowd already have their cocks out openly masturbating them, and they are lovely variety of shapes and sizes, then a hand on my shoulder from my him and some encouragement from my Master means that our passenger, and part of my escort for the evening requires attention.He is. Have you ever…?”Her mother replied with a reluctant, “No! But I don’t know if even I could handle all that,” she lied.They were drunk as Bobby heard Carla, “Let’s do it together.” And then Bobby felt what seemed like two mouths, one on each side of his massive glandHis mind drifted slightly from Corrine’s dripping cunt as he felt two hot wet tongues riding his tight skinned weapon of pleasure. Corrine slid her wet slit up and down Bobby’s face to get his attention back to her.Corrine was.