Was someone cutting through the yard or did Cindy have company?I quietly let myself in the back door, softly closing the door behind me. I stood in th... doorway between the kitchen and the living room feeling my cock staring to rise. Cindy was indeed still naked sitting back on the couch while a dark haired beauty had her face buried in her snatch. I could hear the wet sounds of this young girl's ministrations on my nieces pussy. The girl had raven black hair down past her shoulders with a tight. It kept a low profile with only a neon lit board on front . The van parked at the back alley and I was pushed down on the road from the van , the door to my side opening abruptly and me failing to keep balance. I stumbled up , with my legs and thighs messy from the leaked mobil and mud. I felt a push at the small of my back come on gambler , in you go. I stumbled down the steps to the basement which was a well lit one , with a bar and all the necessary instruments which a gambler would love to. By the time I reached 141st Street, I was at the end of the campus. There were only the streets of Hamilton Heights and Sugar Hill beyond that. I paused as I tried to imagine where I’d go next. Having sex on the pavements didn’t seem appealing, although I supposed I could do it standing up in certain places.I wasn’t physically spent at all, as Raskin had promised, but the craziness was taking a psychological toll on me. And my body did have one need to be met. It was beyond lunchtime, and I was. "Wanna come hang out with us, Erin?" Morgan asked sweetly. "We should celebrate another person Tavi has developed a tolerance to." The cheerleaders are having a meeting," Ahmo said."That's not until tonight," Erin said.Her own success bit Ahmo. She spread the story about my diet among the other Senior Crap girls. Some of them realized I wasn't horribly disfigured. The clincher turned out to be something unexpected. As the Sheriff's son, I was one of the few boys parents would consider allowing.