“Nope.” I shook my head and went to the balcony. I hated the habit of smoking and kicked it in the ass for a good four months, but now was the mom...nt I needed the packet I kept in the flowerpot outside. “Talk to me Tee,” Mora warned as I lit the cigarette with a match. “For one, why the fuck did you start eating that chick out? You said stripping, I didn’t know that meant sexual favours as well,” I spat at her. Okay I overreacted, as it didn’t bother me that much. I was too busy believing she. I stayed still, on my knees, and bowed my head until he returned. The older couple came and rubbed my ass, and pecs, and stroked my hard cock, but I didn’t acknowledge them. Mark came back with Steve and Curt and the muscle cub in the pink speedo!Mark Ssapped my face again with his cock, but my gaze was to the floor. He roughly moved me to the fuck bench! I started sucking him again. He picked up the pace and started face fucking me, while Steve and Curt, stripped and the cub, pulled his. " "Oh, get over it," Trine said. "I saw your mom die earlier. Now, you get to join her." "My mom bought it tonight?" "Yep," Christina said. "She lost a bet with your father and......" "Oh fuck," Beth interrupted with a chuckle. "They were always betting each other. You should have seen some of the penalties. Anyway, I think I can imagine what would happen here. Tell me anyway." "Well," Trine said, "they had a fucking contest. You dad was ass-fucking Allison. This provided Chico the opportunity he needed, and his cock pushed the flimsy string aside as he slammed home deep within her slippery opening. Gripping his young mistress by the hips, he started to drive in and out, loving the tightness of her wet pussy on his throbbing dog cock. Michelle knew she should push Chico off of her, but at the same time, the pleasure rushing through her body sent any real effort in that direction flying away. Instead, she braced herself with her hands, and pushed.