“No shit,” agreed her sister. “Move over, you’re blocking my view.”“I want to see.”“Go find your own window,” said Laurie, pushing C...ry out of the way. Cory scurried to the other side of the door and looked in the other sidelight. She arrived in time to see their parents stop on the stairs. Her father pushed her mother’s shirt up to her waist, then moistened a finger in his mouth, and ran it down the crack of her ass. Not only was Mom not wearing panties, but she reached back and spread her. One hand busy pressing his cock behind the tender head, and the other wielded the tweezers again, selecting a fine hair on the underside of his cock, just where his ball sack fell away. With a sharp pull the hair was pulled free and Matthew screamed in agony, the fierce jerk of his body twisting his cock free of her fingers. Claire giggled, recapturing her brother's cock before noting the wetness gleaming in his eyes."Oh, don't be such a baby!" she crooned, her thumb now rubbing the underside. You know what happens next...! Yessir, they owned this black boys ass... All three of them .. Bare... Fucking soooo hot... I was used for over an hour in that very stall inside this 100+ degree steam room... I moaned in agony.. and ecstasy.. The whole entire time... I think 2 more guys ended up joining the 3 and they slid right in my fuckhole and had their way with it... Yes...! After this hour I was completely exhausted..6.I showered. hit the booth-room .. Door open of course... And actually. They looked very serious. One of them, who seemed to be in charge, give us both a suspicious look. "Which one of you is Heather Amundsen?" he asked."Me," said Trey."Miss Amundsen, we have some questions to ask you about the poisoning death of Rachel Hunsucker, who was head of security at this school." Am I, like, a suspect or something?" Heather's lower lip quivered."Homicide is suspected, honey," he replied. "Every student who worked in food service here is a suspect. That includes you." Trey,.