Turning off the light, I removed all of the mail, and retreated to my car. I felt a little guilty for engaging in this spy-like activity; this was, af...er all, the property of a former (and hopefully future) good friend of mine. But I rationalized it by telling myself that it was for the long-term good of all concerned.I fired up the ignition and drove over to the next block. I parked along the street, and turned on the overhead interior light. Then, I thumbed my way through the mail. Most of. And she had a helluva orgasm, as she pulled my hair and cried my name. I felt her hot lava all over my dick, as it lubricated her hole. I kept on going, harder and deeper. She closed her eyes and lay still on the couch while I was still humping her.After a while she held me again and asked me if I was done. I said, I will be, in a while. She whispered, “I want to suck you out baby.” And kissed and licked my ear lobe. I lay still on her, and gathered some breath, mixed with her sexy odor. I. I had already tried calling and texting Koeda but he never answered and I was just about to call my mom to pick me up when I heard a deep voice at the door. “Well don’t you look like the picture of innocence,” said the boy. I turned around with large hazel eyes to stare at the tall, dark haired boy leaning on the brick wall of the girl’s restroom. He wore a brown leather jacket, denim pants and black hiking boots. The only sign of a costume was a cheap, plastic masquerade mask that he had. Now it seemed to be a regular occurrence. A part of me though I should be taking pictures to sell on the Internet. That way we might be able to get the couch cleaned a bit more regularly.Monique saw me through her lust-fueled haze as I flipped through the mail. She reached out a hand as Jake caught her silky legs and pushed them up a bit higher. I tossed the letters onto the table and took her hand as I slipped down onto the couch next to her.“Nipples, pinch my nipples,” she panted.So I did. It.