She has her own bedroom and sometimes has male friends over when we are out. It took a while, but we got used to it.This one Friday night my wife and ... were supposed to go out for dinner as usual, but there was a long line at our favorite restaurant. We decided to just grab a couple hamburgers at a drive-through and head home -- a couple hours earlier than usual.As we sat in the kitchen eating our hamburgers, we heard the bed squeaking in our daughter's upstairs bedroom. My wife and I looked at. However, it wasn't his fists that he relied on to win a scrap, but rather the pistol and flick-knife that he brandished ostentatiously."Oban, eh?" said Harry as he counted the notes that Roland handed over to him for what both parties euphemistically called rent. "That fucker's been muscling in all over the manor. Why'd he come here?" One of our patients was someone he was after," said Roland."Yeah. That figures," said Harry. "Oban never forgives a slight. What'd he say, then?" He told me that. He even came over to dance in front of Kevin, who just stood there with the usual deer-in-the headlights look. When the song was over the man held his arms up in victory, and everyone cheered and clapped. "Happy Birthday Walt!" somebody yelled and the man took a deep bow, his ass rubbing up against Kev's cock. Everyone roared at his reddening face as the man apologized. Clearly he was the Newbie here. They all understood. Kev could just mutter " S'ok."A minute or two later a lady walked into. Just a few moments after having plunged inside her wet pussy, he reached over Tiffany and grabbed the headboard of the bed with both hands and was absolutely slamming into her. Each of his powerful thrusts was made even more intense with the contraction of his butt muscles, burying his cock even deeper.“Ahhh!” Tiffany’s big firm tits bounced back and forth as the most intense orgasm she had ever had blew up inside of her. Her eyes had nowhere to go except into the back of her.