"It doesn't bother us." Porn, then," Rachelle said with a smile. "I was amazed to learn that Sean was interested in looking at the sites. I already kn...w I was. But that helped broaden things for us as a couple, you know. Not the sites themselves. A lot of them were, uh..." Disgusting," Sarah supplied."As good a word as any," Rachelle admitted. "But Sean found some of the women interesting – particularly a girl named after a wet desert, as I recall, and a redhead named, Encino Barbie or. She said she is enjoying the sex life but yes somehow looking for a threesome as it is one of the fantasy.She asked me the definition of fun which I shared that I love for twosome that too can be renamed as an ex-martial affair.I love to enjoy those time where the fear and love stands together and one gets desperate to meet. She was impressed by this and directly asked me whether I am interested in threesome for which I said I need time to think as we are strangers to each other and then I. We changed positions so that I could lick and suck her sissy clit, feel her tight balls in my fingers. It didn’t take much coaxing to get her to the bed where we proceeded to roll over, under and around each other in our homo way, two faggots filling each others mouths with our sissy girlie cocks. When I felt the heat of the cream in my balls rising I lifted and stroked, exploding all over Angela. Her cum was soon to rise as well; when it did I licked, sucked, stroked and then came to her mouth. I slung off my backpack and took off my already-sweaty shirt, a habit I had gotten into after learning the heat wouldn't be fixed any time soon. Looking around the room and taking a deep breath to calm my nerves, I spoke aloud. "Mary-Jane...?"A second passed...then two...three...ten...nothing. I don't know too much about ghosts; I've always been pretty neutral on the subject of their existence. But wasn't there supposed to be a gust of wind? A drop in temperature? It would have been easy to.