” What could I do but follow?The door rang for a long time. Each ring went by I hoped this was the end of this weird adventure. The guys were feelin... like she had chickened out. “Fuckin tease!” They were getting pissed off which isn’t difficult to do when you drunk, when the ringing stopped and was replaced with the sound of the door buzzing. She let us in! We found the door quickly and knocked. Cathy answered the door in panties and a bra. She was scared. I could tell. She invited them in.Once. A substance. All those words meant something when they were printed out on something solid. The scent filled my nose, mixing with the sweet delight coming from the nearby honeysuckles growing up a trellis in Lola and Rebecca’s backyard.Inside, everyone was cheering and shouting. It sounded like Danielle’s contest was beginning. It was such a vulgar thing. I was sure my mother loved it. She was, by her own words, a futa-slut. She was so glad my half-sisters were turning eighteen. She was eager. His kiss was both gentle and passionate. For some reason she felt like crying but instead just looked up at him, her lips trembling noticeably, yet eager for more prolonged contact. The man smiled as with his right hand he caressed her neck and shoulders, the sensation of his hand running through her hair both soothing and ultimately arousing. She felt the blush rising in her cheeks but was powerless to halt proceedings even had she wanted to. Fully aware that her breasts must be. I asked her if she wanted to leave and go for a walk and she nodded. So I took her hand in mine and we both left and went for a walk, I could tell she was upset still so I decided to head towards her home on the walk. So we walked for about an hour until we eventually reached her home. Surprisingly she asked me in...I nearly said no. My head said no my cock said yes. I didn't want to seem like a dick for using her when she was upset. We went in and we both decided that I would spend the night.