She said that her roommate would be out of town and that she would be asleep, waiting to be kidnapped. Finally, curiosity got the better of Wes and he...climbed up the stairs again to peep in at who it was.The bedroom door was cracked open and Wes gently edged it open some more so he could see. Curled up in the bed was another young woman with long brown hair curled under the blankets. She was facing away from the door and judging by her light snoring, she had gone right back to sleep. He scanned. “No, but I really like antiques,” she replied, “I remember from the times we traveled you absolutely loved old stuff like this. It has a lot of character. I kind of fell in love with it myself. Also I thought you’d really like it.”“I love it,” I replied, “If I picked this house out myself, I wouldn’t have wanted it any different.”“I bet Jenny’s house isn’t like this,” she said. The tone was kind of cute.“Not at all,” I said, “And I bought her that house. But I was a different person then,. He had a towel around his waist, so I could not see that nice cock I had expected to see…Justin came out. He was naked, sporting a nice dick size; but he had some pain expression in his handsome face. When he bent over the bed I could see his gaping rosebud. It had received a very evident rough treatment…Bob later told me that he took the young guy there and fucked him roughly from behind, against the sink. And both of them had loved it…I told them I would watch some TV; so they could do their. God he could move it so fast! He could tickle my butt hole then my clit and never move his head then he would fuck me with his mouth. I could get off before he really poked me.”“What all did you guys do?”“Besides straight fucking? Oh, cum swallowing oral, ass licking, fisting, tit and butt fucks, and a thousand different positions. Once he stuck his prick in me he was a little quick but by the time he emptied his nuts I'd already had one or two orgasms. I liked fucking him, hell, I liked.