"Afraid not." I replied, half-way embarassed."Then get in, we're about to educate you." She said, grinning as she bit her lip.We drove outside of town... down an old highway that I was unfamiliar with. It was about a ten minute trip, which seemed to be alot longer, as I was still somewhat nervous. Being in a hot sports car with three giggly college girls you don't even know will do that to you.When we arrived, I noticed a large barricade in the road. Amongst the reflective orange and white. “I’ve been wanting to taste that pussy for a long, long time.”“There’s nothing like the real thing, Girl,” John said as he pulled out of Marla’s ass and stood up. “Your momma has a Class-A pussy, I’m tellin’ you…”Marla’s exhaustion-riddled face appeared from between its burial place in Eva’s crotch and turned very serious. “No, guys,” she said, “that’s going too far.” This time her tone was earnest, her facial expression sober and removed. “It’s one thing for me to get my daughter off, but we. I began to feel new wetness developing and I couldn't resist reaching down and taking hold of his cock again. To my surprise he was starting to harden again. This man must be made of steel ... he was now getting hard for the second time in no more than fifteen minutes. His cock was really throbbing now.He lifted his head from my breasts and our mouths and tongues met again. Soon we were breathing hard and I was handling his cock with finesse. He asked me to come on top of him and that was what. To my surprise, the door between the pantry and kitchen was closed. That made things easier because I was afraid of the light showing when I swung the shelf back. I looked back down the steps, smiling at everyone as I swung the shelf back, hearing the latch click signaling it was once again locked. So far so good, I thought as I went to the door and cracked it open, looking out into the kitchen. It was empty and the only light was the small clock above the door. Looking toward the front of the.