Oh my God. Had they still been there when I came back in? Had I just left them? Maybe they just got knocked to the floor and the letter got crumpled u... and would end up in the trash when the janitor came. But what if one of my classmates got it? What if mr. Ashford did? No, that would be too big of a coincidence. I was sure it'd just gotten lost somehow.I got to John and Gina's and they were warm and welcoming as ever. I'd known them since I was born and they were basically family, slightly too. Tasting precumm...then put my tongue all the way in that hot lil asshole ...feeling it spasm in delight.There were moans all around.Jim soon said it was my turn and pulled out of Paul's hot ass pulled me over and slid my raging hard on in that ass.I began pounding that ass....very tough in heels....slipping from time to time....and Jim would suck me when I slipped out....soon Jim's fingers and tongue were lubing my ass up as I continued fucking Paul.Paul's cock had gone soft from all the. I still haven't come yet, so I keep working that great ass. I lose track of time. Before I know it, Sheyla is spooning me. She's kissing my ear and neck, before she tells me she is going to fuck me in the ass. Thats when I feel a well lubricated dildo in between my cheeks. The thought of Sheyla prepping the strap-on for me the way she prepped my cock for her friend leads me to groan audibly. Sheyla reaches down spreads my cheek apart and pushes slowly in. I slow my pace with Theresa down a bit. "Times are hard." We all agreed.Both properties were small ranches that consisted of little more than a barn and some pasture land and were registered under names other than my father's. My father apparently had also made long term grazing right agreements with nearby owners that generated some trivial profits after taxes.The next property, an old long abandoned gas station/garage inside the city of Victoria was slightly more complicated. It had gone to foreclosure a few months ago but the.