“So, since our perverts here seem to agree that the hottest scene of the night was your little beer accident, we decided maybe I can do a little dua... blowjob work while you provide some visual stimulation in the background.”I grown “wow, I'll never understand men!” I exclaim in disbelief. But fearful of any kind of punishment, I go behind the bar and grab a bottle of beer at random, cracking open the top, trying my best to turn on my flirty girl as I make my way back. “ok guys... seems like. With that now finished, I needed to complete the full cleaning process. I went to the kitchen window, opened it, and dropped the metal bowl from the bong. It landed in the bushes three stories below the window.The last thing I did was to place the tools in the travel kit where I usually stored the pot. This I put on the top shelf of my closet. When I looked out again, I saw a K-9 unit pull up. Although I didn't want to freak out, I was freaking out. So I quickly started to think again. I pulled. I resent hearing the faint moans and squeals he drew from her with their sex play. Neither of them knew that on their noisier nights I would press my sweating brow against the common wall of our bedrooms. I would listen to the whispered endearments. I would hear the staccato slapping of flesh on flesh. I would stroke my tumescent member frantically, matching their rhythm. As their tempo built to the inevitable climax, so did mine. As dad spurted his seed into mom, I spurted mine into a pair of. Is it true were you really going to cut off his fingers to save Caroline," one of the girls asked."Do not believe what you hear in the rumor mill girls. Do you really think I could do that?" I replied."We looked you up on the internet. The college has a top of the line system you know. We think he is lucky to be here and Caroline is more lucky that you were the one looking for her. You are one of those type A personality people, no bull - all action," the girl said."It was not a one woman show.