..”“Mom ... it’s Rann.”“Oh, Rann, I’m ... I was just so worried. Carol didn’t come home last night, and I was so worried when I saw her ...ed ... hadn’t been slept in.”“Mom, calm down—take a breath ... Carol’s with me. She stayed over at my place last night. Our scheduled rehearsal went very late, and we didn’t want to come in and possibly wake you guys. I meant to call you about it, sorry, but it seemed silly to call at one-thirty in the morning. So, Carol stayed over and slept in my guest. “Now, the safety pin?” she asked Debby.The night went pretty well, I thought, considering it was our first attempt. The costumes were interesting, to say the least. Carol’s dress turned out to be a low cut black mini dress of the “French Maid” type, and Jerry wore tails like a butler. Dan and Cindy came as cowboy and cowgirl. If real cowgirls dressed that way, the West would never have been won. Stetson hat, leather vest (unbuttoned, nothing beneath), denim string panties, leather chaps, and. I love to just run my hands through it.” Galatea started swaying to the music as Collette ran her fingers through her hair. G’s hands, moving in rhythm, found their way to Collette’s hips and curves. I leaned back against the dresser and watched one of my fantasies unfold before my eyes. “Alvah, why haven’t you told me about your beautiful hair stylist before?” G said flirtatiously over her shoulder.“I guess I secretly wanted to keep her to myself,” I replied, playing along.“Ohhhh, he’s bad!”. God, it tasted so fucking good. My cock was bouncing up and down as I worked my head up and down on that delicious prick, slathering it with my saliva. Rolanda wrapped the silky smoothness of her glove around my cock and gently started jacking me off, it felt incredibly good. She seemed to know just how tightly to grasp it to make it feel like I was getting the satin fuck of my life. I groaned with pleasure as the jets of electricity surged through my body."You like this, don't you, Honey." I.