Memory is a tricky thing, in Larurus Petroux’s memory Dalla knew he was there, was taunting him twitching her hips. He watched for a little while, g...tting more and more turned on watching this fine woman dancing just for him - so much better than the clubs with all the other guys throwing money around getting the girls to fall all over them!It was only when Dalla was done, about to leave that he approached. ‘Give me a hard-on with no payoff, will she?’He turned her around by one shoulder,. She struggled to get the soaked denim shorts over her tight ass and down her legs. I felt myself become aroused at sight of her perfectly round cheeks and started to slowly rub myself over my shorts. Soon enough she got in the shower and was out of my view in the mirror. I went to my own bedroom and locked the door. I still had her shirt and phone in my hand. I opened the phone and went through the messages. I want to suck your big dick, she said in one message to Jason. Reading the word dick. She said she has and it does no good. I told her she did it wrong. She told me to do it myself. I told Timmy to go get a bath and when he was done to report to the living room for his spanking. Sandy sat on the couch next to me and I was getting hard just thinking about getting my hands on Timmy’s sweet little ass for the first time. Sandy and I started fooling around. Soon I had her on her knees in front of me sucking my cock. She was sucking and licking my balls for about 10 minutes, when I. She was into it too, aroused, engrossed, and enjoying herself, and that may have been why the first cry didn’t register with us; we heard a sound, but neither of us reacted.We heard the next one clearly though, a female voice crying out, “Lyyynnn!” and then moments later again, right outside the bedroom door, which burst open to admit a tear-streaked and disheveled Tori, still calling out, “Lyyynnn!” at the top of her lungs as she flew into the room.I instinctively tried to curl up, tried to.