At least he was trying to watch but in truth he couldn't even tell you who was playing. When she had left and he finally had time to relax he had been...happy. He would finally be able to think straight and maybe now his aching cock could have a little break from standing at attention. But as he sat there staring at the tv all he could think about was the events of the day. The way her ass had felt in his hands. Her body pressed against his. Her wrists pinned as he straddled her. He hadn't been. “Jesus, man, it's you.”“It's me,” Kyle said, his hand sliding around Chyna's shoulders. He grabbed the back of her head and pulled her head down to his lap. She didn't fight. In fact, she winked at me before her head vanished beneath the table. A zipper rasped. Cloth rustled.A wet suckling sound echoed through the room. Chyna's blowjob made my dick throb. Kyle groaned and leaned back for a moment, delight spilling across his face. A girl giggled. His little sister, Fatima, squirmed. She sat at. Oops, excuse that, but that’s about how pissed I am.’ ‘Yeah’ Atwood grinned. ‘So Gail was telling me. I might like a little of that action, too.’ ******** It was several hours after lunch before Gail had a chance to go check on the historians. She answered emails and downloaded a whole set of closing instructions, and then just about the time the last document was printing, the lender called and said to trash them, another set was on the way. The homeowners sat in the new waiting room for over. He might have seen me and Craig doing it some afternoon when my parents were still at work. He did keep odd hours.My first thought was what a pervy thing to do. Then, the more I thought about it and what all he might have seen, I began to get weirdly turned on. I mean, Mr. Grimes was kinda hot, in an older man sort of way. He was probably thirty, or even a bit more I guessed. I knew him because I was friends with his wife, Katy. I really liked her and was totally stunned when she was killed in.