"His name is Bart. He's my friend."Jocelyn waved him in, and took Sharon from him as she stepped unsteadilyinside. Together they guided her into the a...artment. Her dress was torn,the skirt almost completely torn away, and her pantyhose was hanging downon one side. One shoe was missing.Once inside, they got her to the couch."What happened?" I was on 20th Street," Bart said, "over by Broadway. Dead quiet, youknow? Heard...heels. Woman walking. I started following, you know, otherside of the. “Ammmm….Mrs. Howard?” Larry timidly asked – his gaze drawn downward to that bikini top. He quickly raised his glance and Clare gave him a knowing grin. He could feel his face beginning to blush. “Hon, don’t you ever call me Mrs. Howard again”, she said as she smiled. “I’m Clare; and you must be Larry. Stan said you were coming by to watch the game. Come on in, put the beer in the fridge and I’ll find Stan. Just make yourself at home, hon.” She turned to walk back through the house and Larry. I walked to the doorway and saw Amanda sitting in the couch, her legs spread and some fingers moving in and out of her pussy. Her other hand was massaging one of her tits. She had closed her eyes, so she didn’t know I was watching. I wanted to jump her right then and there, but I managed to contain myself. My cock was almost bursting through my trousers. Her moans got louder and louder and her pussy was dripping wet. Suddenly I saw her whole body tensing up and I knew she was cumming. “Slut!”. I didn’t do that though. We still refused to look at each other. Then I felt it. Suddenly he moved his foot slowly up and down my leg, just the once. I thought, 'What do I do now!?!' The blood was beating straight from pounding heart right down to my throbbing cock. As if someone was whispering it to me, I heard the phrase in my head: 'Let the dragon free.' I exhaled again and slid further into the water so that my legs went right across his. My cock was aching to be stroked. Just then I.