Later, back in her dorm room, Abby took out the band flyerfrom her desk drawer and turned on her laptop. Printed on the bottom onthe flyer was, 'To bo...k our band, please contact Will at...' followedby what was likely his personal email address.Abby thought for a while, then composed a short email from her aliasemail address.'Enjoyed your performance tonight. Think about changing your lipstickcolor. A friend.'When Will read the email the next day, he began searching his memoryfor any encounters. I was doing just that when Molly quietly came up beside me to ask me something and noticed the front of my swim trunks. Her giggle alerted me that she was there. When I turned my head I saw where her eyes were fixated. She grinned and blushed.I smiled and said, “I may be older but I’m not dead. Please take that as a compliment.” She nodded and went back to sunning but on her stomach. I saw the sisters whispering. They stayed topless the rest of the day even through dinner and kept glancing at. You have 30 minutes to do whatever you want with him. I'm just gonna sit on this bed and watch and take pictures."Guy 1: Are you sure you don't want to join in.M: No, I'm just gonna watch.Guy 1: Ok, well I should get startedHe kicks his shoes off and unbuckles his pants and lets them drop to the floor. He slides his underwear down and lets them drop to the floor then steps out of them. He holds this massive cock in front of my face. It's gotta be an inch longer than Mandy's favorite toy and. And, ohmigod, it's harder than his has been in years if ever.Flabbergasted, Charlie thought, Holy shit, old Mrs. Flent is a slut. She's married and everything. Jeez, I wonder how far she'd go. With a mischievous smirk, the boy looked around the room. Hmm, if I could just... Mrs. Flent's eyes darted from Mr. Hathaway's lap to his face, then over his shoulder to the others in the room, then back to his face, and finally back to her fingers squeezing and stroking his hard cock. Her eyes made the.